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Window by Tyler The Creator Window lyrics [Intro: Dr. TC] Tyler we ah, I know it's short notice but I brought all your friends here For some reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper But, I just brought all your friends to talk to you Because, they're really worried about you I thought it would be better if, they could talk to you [Verse 1: Domo] It was all a dream, I used to read Complex magazines When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine dime In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the finest And get high sticking bad heinas in vaginas I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to spit I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front of this I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now 30 thousand feet gonna make it hard for me to simmer down Another flight, another beat, another city, wow Thus another couple bitches crying when I kick 'em out Where we at? We on top of the world [Verse 2: Frank] And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blonde Cadillacs All was great, all was great, Frankie had the blues in fact Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was going through And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black Parked in front the studio Bastard's recorded at Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco, Nakel Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and Matt Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern back We live inside a house that says fuck 'em on the welcome mat Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, where we at? [Verse 3: Hodgy] Swell motions get promotions, to my whole team Hell yeah I smoke weed cause I like to go green Professor Beats educates niggas, let me proceed Shine chandelier bright mike, if your nose bleeds We at Randy's ordering that 306 Milk and glaze is the greed gold mix me Your bitch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur No longer, but we working, premature, immature She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my shirt On the floor then pick it up, out the door, door Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie absorption Impregnate the dream 'til it has an abortion Where we at? We on top of the world [Verse 4: Mike] Everything they say I'd never have, I'm seeing Now, I bet they see that we balling like All-Star Weekend Always been the most cool, they chase our shade They say life switches pace when you got shit made So I'm just tryna get paid, don't you remember the days When your dreams were the only thing that kept you sane And too often they think that they could stop me Now every show we makin' half a Maserati And the only thing blocking me is paparazzi Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to clock me Everything stays in the box like fighters in hockey Miss me if you're thinking we slack, work hard I got the world saying every single Friday is black Took your bitch, you ain't getting her back, cause she know Where we at nigga? We on top of the world [Interlude: Tyler] Where we at, niggas? Where the fuck we at, man? You niggas don't know me, huh Where we at? [Verse 5: Tyler] Down to fucking Earth, huh, down to fucking Earth, huh Fuck everybody, here goes some extra girth Sir You fucking critics are making my nerves hurt Since I'm saying fuck everybody I guess that I'm a fucking pervert My window is a book and I'm a fucking crook Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the hook My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it either I ain't signed a fucking deal yet but when I do Clancy and Dave are to take a percentages that Could pay the whole city's fucking mortgage Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in fucking Oregon From playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the bill Shit is getting real, people begin to feel Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big fucking deals About some shit, they bitch and pout (Can we get backstage man?) No, faggot, it's sold out (Come on why you holding out I though we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be Tyler the Creator You're from the Derby, I can tell whenever you perform A leopard can't change it's spots) But I'm a fucking unicorn (Whatever man) Look, you can't stop me, I'm going full monty Fuck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a fucking Nazi Wolf Gi-di-dang you be roaming where the fox be And I be where, anybody cares I try to preach "Fuck age, live dreams, and have fun" (Here's some give a fuck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some (Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the wrong side Of the bed, when I don't even fucking have one? When I'm on that stage I feel important A whole fucking assortment of children that's taking Ritalin Because the teacher said that the therapist wasn't feeling him You gotta be fucking kidding me At school I was a zero, now I'm every boy's hero And they fear it you can hear it when that little fucker's reciting my lyrics Yeah rebel nigga cheer it, dead parents everywhere It's smelling like teen spirit... okay, fuck it, Elvis has left the building [Outro:] [Gun Cocks] [Clip Unloads] [Hodgy Beats:] Nigga what the fuck, nigga what the fuck are you doing? You just gone... nig... hold on, hold on, nigga aye... [Tyler:] Sorry... [Hodgy Beats:] All the shit we been through, didn't we just talk about this... nigga you just gone shoot me in my mothaf... [Gun Goes Off] [Tyler:] Sorry... fuck... what the fuck did I do?... Fuck... Oh shit... [Dr. TC:] Tyler... Tyler give me the gun... [Tyler:] Oh fuck... [Dr. TC:] Give me the gun... [Tyler:] What the fuck man?... The fuck... [crying] [Dr. TC:] It's going to be alright... [Tyler:] The fuck, man... I'm so fucked... Oh shit... [Dr. TC:] Tyler... believe me... [Tyler:] I don't know why... I don't know what the fuck I was thinkin' man... I don't f... [Dr. TC:] It's okay... [Tyler:] Ohhh fuck dude... Fuck... How the fuck am I going to hide the bodies and all... [Dr. TC:] I don't know [?]... Why you cryin'... Why y... [Tyler:] You're supposed to fucking help me! [Dr. TC:] I'm here to help you... [Tyler:] The fuck?!?! [Dr. TC:] Calm down... I'm here to help you... [Tyler:] AHHHHHHH!... Ugh... [crying] [Dr. TC:] I'm going to give you some space... so you can figure all of this out... [Music stops] [Dr. TC:] You don't have to worry about a thing...


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