Odd Future - Sam (Is Dead) (Feat. Domo Genesis & Tyler, The Creator)

This life is a game if you wanna play
Then count all your own mistakes
Livin’ it with no delay
So fast I’m getting growing pains
Father didn’t show me my instincts to take the open lane
I go insane
All these problems coming with my growing age
Blowin’ haze
Trying to clear the doubt that’s sitting on my brain
I don’t complain
But the kid inside me’s feeling so restrained
Gotta stay golden
Let desire rekindle the flame
Searchin’ for the Fountain of Youth
when I’m free in my brain
Bring in the horns You hear that f*cking brass
F*cking brass n*gga That’s little
boy nigger with the trumpets
Marchin’ with the bandwagon
Looking for his heart no sleeve
But his hand carry muskets
Working in the meadows Oblivion
Motherf*ck Geppetto
He’s a leader not a puppet
Some professors nutty you’re the Klump’s dick
So think before you blink and
Aye Aye make assumptions
N*gga’s
Go left Go left Go left right left
N*gga’s coming
Go left Go left Go left right left 
N*gga’s
Go left Go left Go left right left
N*gga’s coming
Go left Go left Go left right left
They want a story a story
I write the sh*t that I find very amusing
Cuz all the other f*ckin’ stories are boring
It’s really awkward to know that a bunch of kids do adore me
It’s like I fathered these f*ckers so you will find me on Maury
I’m still a kid in my heart so I have a problem maturing
But it will come from experiences and sh*t I see touring
I’m like a birdman I’m soaring really high
And I’m really horny from watching this porn
Nope
Bring in the horns You hear that f*cking brass
F*cking brass n*gga That’s little
boy nigger with the trumpets
Marchin’ with the bandwagon
Looking for his heart no sleeve
But his hand carry muskets
Working in the meadows Oblivion
Motherf*ck Geppetto
He’s a leader not a puppet
Some professors nutty you’re the Klump’s dick
So think before you blink and
Aye Aye make assumptions
N*gga’s
Go left Go left Go left right left
N*gga’s coming
Go left Go left Go left right left
N*gga’s
Go left Go left Go left right left
N*gga’s coming
Go left Go left Go left right left
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4
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3
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2
Erer erer erer
Where’s Tyler
Verse 3  Tyler The Creator
Bottom of the countdown
Sh*t ain’t been the same since I found out
Hodgy Beats ghost wrote for Bow Wow
Now I’m the loud shot body styled foul mouth f*cker
That your teenage kid likes to bow down
Riding around town in Seattle
With the same shotgun that Kurt
used to Click Clack Boom Pow
Still suicidal but some assume that I’m cool now
Cuz I got a f*cking award in my own room now
Nope but I can flip sh*t like a couch pillow
And have my death silent like a loose vow
The bandwagon turned into caboose so
So don’t let that little nigger trumpet lose sound
Just let him play