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Lyrics: <br/><br/>Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, demons say they preferring us<br/>Books on not giving a fuck, well they referring us (Wolf Gang)<br/>Wolves I know you heard of us, we're murderers<br/>And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us<br/>You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head<br/>Instead I rap about fucking bitches and getting heads<br/>While you niggas stacking bread, I could stack a couple dead<br/>Bodies, making red look less of a color more of a hobby<br/>I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist<br/>I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit<br/>And brag about the actions and the rhyming pattern mattering<br/>And proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox<br/>Atta boy, Odd Future you're not in our category<br/>Torture with the super soaker at the asian liquor store<br/>This the type of shit that make the a Chris Brown wanna kick a whore<br/>That make songs about the wet blot when it rains and pours (Umbrella)<br/>I hate this, screaming fuck patience<br/>Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitians<br/>After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate went<br/>I wanna be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick<br/>I make this damn Bullwinkle a red moose<br/>Game of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead goose<br/>She run around this motherfucking dungeon, her legs loose<br/>Until I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops<br/><br/>[Verse 2]<br/>Victim, victim, honey you're my fifth one<br/>Honey on my top when I stuff you in my system<br/>Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome<br/>You got a fucking death wish, I'm a genie it'll get done<br/>Nice to meet you but it's more pleasant to eat you<br/>With a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacup<br/>Bitch I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a bleacher<br/>Beat ya rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker<br/>Jeeper the fucking creeper, get your daughter and keep her<br/>In the jeeps where the Wolf Gang ride around deeper<br/>Take her to Ladera now she's getting scared and you're embarrassed<br/>Filled with terror, chop her legs off and tell her to run some errands<br/>Put her eyes in a canteen, take her to the Berrics<br/>Berra, Steve say it costs ten to fuck Eric<br/>Put her in the lake her body seems great<br/>Now it's time to fish her like Derek<br/>Satan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel dust<br/>Snuff and sniffing out at Michael Jackson's tryna suck our dick<br/>Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies should leave the squatters<br/>Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and a Keke Palmer<br/>They will never catch him or catch up<br/>They asked me what it was I told them fuckers it was ketchup<br/>Now they like my chex mix, she bleeding from her rectum<br/>Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus throwing sets up, yep<br/><br/>[Verse 3]<br/>This the type of shit that make children break in apartments<br/>When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love 'em 'til they heart thin<br/>Starve her 'til I carve her then I shove her in the Rover<br/>Where I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's disorder<br/>Store her in a portable freezer with me to Portland<br/>Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the border<br/>I be the only wetback who ain't really touched the water<br/>Cause I be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter (Fuck Mary)<br/>I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins<br/>Sicker than a starving Nigerian kid's barfing<br/>Odd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar mitzvah<br/>With your sister at the bar playing leg and arm twister<br/>Evident that I'm the shit, I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick<br/>I got these cracker doctors saying yeah Bob, this nigger's sick<br/>Animal safari, if I offend you I'm sorry<br/>Because I'm the blackest skinhead since India Arie<br/>I don't smoke weed so no need for the matches<br/>Said fuck coke and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashes<br/>Plan on either dying for suicide or my asthma<br/>Being the only bastard in a box logo casket<br/>Rashes on my dick from licks from shishkaBob Sagets<br/>In some Kanye West glasses screaming out fuck faggots<br/>Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dick<br/>Drop the beat here to make it extra climactic