Wishin’ III [Week #10] lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Verse 1] 2017

Ima set the standards of rap
You don't gotta say any last words in fact
Shut your mouth when the bars teaching
This is God speaking
When I start to air slugs
All you think is bear hugs
When them arms squeezing
They be false preaching in rap, fraud deacon, every time I drive by hear the cars screeching, spitting blizzards be officially Mar$ season, y'all reaching beyond reason, upon seeing me be on features blazing like a Cheech n Chong weekend, the songs leaking from hard beatings, left it on the concrete pleading it sounded like, a dog shrieking, jumping verses like a frog leaping, then start seeking your large region, ain't no way to make the doubting stop, act like they don't see me at the mountain top, but y'all peeking, overdosing rap the track like I'm smoking crack, don't be close get back, n this is lyrical combat but if there's contact just know the phone is tapped, don't approach the cat he's back exposing rats, high voltage explosive rap he won't react when I flow I'm snapping the microphone, it broke in half, close the casket n quote the fact, focus back, listen to the kids prognosis your diagnosed with wack, flying over grass first class, I'm writing this verse fast enough, all you heard is the dirt tracks when I (SKRR) that's when I swerve passed your first bad mistake, was asking to take me on with the word rap, I burst back in the worst fashion, stab a nurse that was tryna reverse death question her asking I blast put you in a hearse casket I stir madness in your heart, in a world of concerned masses, turned savage when I heard damage, can hurt bad b*tch I learned two languages just to curse Spanish n we deserve classics for every check that Uzi Vert cashes

[Verse 2] 2019

Purse snatching your grandma who walking out the house, you know I’m bout to go in every time they count me out, these new artist albums sprout cause they found some clout not me I do this from the heart scream it loud n proud, copy, that like a cheater tryna pass a test, I out last the rest massacred these rappers best, tracks I guess I broke em’ like a Toblerone I’m the goat you know I’m ready for a fight and my cash is set, smack the ref who blew the whistle I am too official, blasting techs bullets hit you like a cruising missile massive threat Ima bioengineered pandemic genetically modified chemists even can't dead it, transcending my past achievements ahead of time every 7 days I set a record n severe lines, levitating I’m Christ’s body like bread n wine holy god flow I wrote these verses in heavens shrine, yes I’m blessing rhymes, mesmerize the game I came to find a way, my bars are hella dark to take your light of day, no place to hide away I may annihilate, the flow is wavy cause my reigns a tidal wave why wait to climb the ranks, I’m here to do it now, I been your greatest fear it’s clear that you in doubt, I’m taking names this year then smear em’ through the ground, not close as they appear I steer n move the crowd choose a town I get my lines across like Unibrow their soon to crown the king cause I’m bringing that sonic booming sound shooting rounds perfectly at these circus acts you a clown I’m murking beats n verses it’s first degree with this gruesome style dude is wild that’s why they can’t contain em’ in cages, back insane n I’m dangerous, packing blades in my dayshift jacking chains n your J’s then smack the brains out ya main b*tch crash a plane in your grave I’m rapping flames till I’m famous, A List rappers be listing me as they favorite killing beats with the rage this energy is contagious you feeling me I’m literally spitting these slick illustrations
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