Cole Alexander - DEATHCAMP lyrics

[Produced by: Tyler, The Creator] [Intro: Tyler, The Creator] Um, excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights? I don't really like all these cameras, man And this sh** just don't feel right And I don't really wanna be rude to you, sir But f** you mean I can't wear my hat in here? And you got me f**ed up, if you think I care, n***a [Verse: Tyler, The Creator] I hope you little n***as is listening Them Golf Boys is in this b**h like an infant The blind n***as used to make fun of my vision And now I pay a mortage and they stuck with tuition So special the teacher asked if I was autistic And now I'm making plates, you just washing the dishes So if you don't mind, get the f** out of my kitchen But keep your ego here so I can bu*t f** your opinion But in the meantime brainwashing millions of minions Leader of the new school? (Ha, I'm in my own school) And you would never catch me in none of their f**ing shin-digs I hope you f**ing n***as is angry, pissed, and offended In Search of... did more for me than Illmatic That's when I realized we ain't cut from the same fabric I made my own sh**, you went out and bought yours Man I got too much drive, motherf**er, I hate traffic La-di-da-di, I'm going harder than coming out the closet to conservative Christian fathers When it's a lot at stake carne asada let's be honest, I'm really morphing Named the album Cherry Bomb because Greatest Hits sounded boring I don't like to follow the rules, she said that I must I don't have any armpits She wanted to talk who's in charge of this Golf sh** I said "Howdy do? How are you? I'm the sergeant" And who I are isn't really important My heart is as dark as a window with car tint So hop in with your friends, gal and I'll unpark it And I'll do donuts until the fat one is carsick It's young T [Bridge] I don't like to follow the rules And that's just who I am I hope you understand And I don't really think y'all cool So give yourself a hand No, no, give yourself a hand Better pose for that camera Better pose, boy you better pose And it's your life n***a I suppose For the lights, for the camera, and the action Now you're face is meltin' from the flash of the big ol' lights n***a you ask for this life [Outro] Welcome to d**h camp Yeah, welcome to d**h camp Yeah, welcome to d**h camp Kissing on my bean bag Your lips high-five my tongue Fingers moonwalk through your hair (For the lights, and the camera, and the action) This is fun I can tell I don't know if you'll handle it well Welcome to hell camp (Lights, and the camera, and the action) You should be mine in a way tonight (For the lights, and the camera, and the action)