Tyler, The Creator - DEATHCAMP lyrics

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 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 And you will 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 Bomber cause 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, yellin' out "unpark it" And I'll do donuts until the fat one is carsick It's young T 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 Welcome to d**h camp Yeah, welcome to d**h camp Yeah, welcome to d**h camp Kissing on my bean bag Your lips half on my tongue 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)