Take Your Mask Off - Tyler, The Creator

Tyler, The Creator

专辑:《CHROMAKOPIA (Explicit)》

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Take Your Mask Off - Tyler, The Creator 歌词

Take Your Mask Off (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator (造物主泰勒)

Lyrics by:Tyler Okonma/Greg Cook/K. Thomas

Composed by:Tyler Okonma/Greg Cook/K. Thomas

Produced by:Tyler, The Creator

Mm-hmm mm-hmm la-la-la-la-la-la-la ooh

Uh

Big guns big guns what you got huh

Slatt slatt and pop back at the opps huh

Gang this and you gang that

Don't let 'em know that you regret how you became that

A good kid fine home mom and dad in the pic'

A little middle class money every Christmas legit

Family trips Ivy-bound and one day hit the switch

You ain't wanna be seen as a ***** cuz'

And none them face tats gon' hide the fact that you sad bruh

You ain't a thug you was in drama club you's a actor

But now cuz' gettin' validation from the dumb and confused

Ayy Blood

Now you facin' five to ten 'cause you had somethin' to prove

Let's talk about it

And I hope you find yourself

Uh

And I hope you find yourself

Yeah

And I hope you take your mask off

Sad story a-ha-ha yeah

Preacher man preacher man preach

You make these folks think you got somethin' to teach

Like you ain't lyin'

Big bank from them collections well what you buyin'

Ain't too fond of them gays you don't deny it wait

Since a kid you knew somethin' was up

Had you thinkin' God would hate you so you covered it up

Gotta hide how you live what you really enjoy

So got a wife got a kid but you be ******* them boys

Sick of all the shame sick of all the pain that's within

Scared of bein' seen tired of rebukin' the sin

Trade it all to be free and shine bright like the Sun

But you back on that religious **** as soon as you cum

Let's talk about it

And I hope you find yourself

Hope you find yourself

And I hope you find yourself

And I hope you take your mask off

Take your mask off

Big-a*s house that's on the Hill

Hill

Big-a*s wheels in the garage

'Rage hope you find yourself

Three cute kids that's in your arms

Your husband just made another mill'

You want your life back get a massage

Tired of bein' at home personality gone

Body ain't been the same postpartum is long your identity gone

Momma your first name the last one got changed

They dream about your nest but you crave flyin' alone mane

You would start all over if we keepin' it real

Real

Current life is full but you ain't feelin' fulfilled

Filled

Fantasize about the dream you left on the shelf

Can't even get alone time to think of killin' yourself

Ah let's talk about it

And I hope you find yourself

Eyes feelin' narrow hope you find yourself

And I hope you find yourself

Self

And I hope you take your mask off

Oh

Keep that **** one hundred with you with yourself

You don't have to put on no costume

You don't ever have to lie to kick it

Yeah tool won't stay hard pain in your chest

Hair fallin' out won't blame it on the stress

Claim it's new partners blame it on your ex

Chest claim a sweet flex try to blame it on the cook

Look boy keep runnin' you'll be crampin' in your foot

Nervous then you notice ain't no service on the hook

Paranoid since 19 nervous system shook

Better sit the **** down or that skull gettin' took

That's ten million dollars invested no justifyin' that

Tryna sell them weird-a*s clothes nobody buyin' that

Sentiment is right but your audience isn't racked enough

That **** is a failure my nigga go 'head and pack it up

And put it in the trunk

You talk a lot of **** to not even be number one

No

Your beats ain't placin' them songs ain't slappin'

Your raps ain't rankin'

Your stage presence don't even be in they conversation go home

You ain't gotta hide from the truth

Tell your family why you such a recluse

Tell your spirit why you feelin' it's a wrap in the booth

Dawg how dare you try to ruin her marriage

'Claim you never wore a mask and how you don't get embarrassed

Boy you selfish as ****

That's really why you scared of bein' a parent

Boy that therapy needed

I dare you to seek it but I'll lose a bet

Your respect won't get given 'til we postin' your death

It's clear you wish you got your flowers sent

You eatin' fertilizer to balance ****

Now go and stand in the Sun

And use some fake tears to water your roots

Take that mask off and tell 'em the truth

Let's talk about it nigga

And I hope you find yourself

And I hope you find yourself

And I hope you take your mask off