Lyrics Tyler, the Creator

Tyler, the Creator

Rap It Up

Y'all better watch out

Cause big trouble's on the mic now

I knock all of your lights out

With my verse, y'all be cursed, explodin' like some fireworks

Bow!

Blitz Comet on the scene

You step to me and you're gonna get creamed

Corn all up in your teeth, you reek

You're the opposite of chiq ya freak

Your rhymes are like antiques, nobody wants 'em

They throw 'em all away

Right from the get go like your brain is on delay

Matter of fact, yo, you better get a checkup

Go ask your doctor, why you be so ugly from the neck up?

Excuse me

A hug can be the most wonderful thing

Two arms wrapped around you like a mother's wing

But we're so selfish when we are blue

Doesn't a hug deserve a hug too?

Thank you

Yeah, Crew Crew's comin' at ya

Say it twice, don't forget it, y'all better catch up

To where we're at

You're behind the times, can't compete without your rhymes

So you better say your goodbyes

We got Francois, Blitz Comet, B-Tron the Jersey kid on the beats

You know we rocks it, Demolition, the dopest girl on the mic

And Alpha Dog, I bark the truth, my verses be all nice and tight

So now you know who we are

Crew Crew is the crew shining brighter than a Quasar

But you're bizarre

Yes you sir, are a loser

So cover up that freakish dome and head back home and take your poems

Hey Mordecry, or I mean Mordecai

Didn't mean to diss you, please don't run away and hide

Saw you sobbin' at that movie A Very Happy Bride

Here, I'll pass you a tissue, try and have some male pride

Cause the ladies don't like your sensitive side

Like Margaret, for example, but I guess that's implied

She won't get with you, she just won't get with you

Never gonna get with you

What is this place, this magical field

It's wide and it's open, nothing's concealed

It's scenic and peaceful for us to enjoy

Why, this is the park! Good show, old boy!

A place of great [beauty] (undefined) for plenty to use

It inspires us all, so go spread the news

To man, woman, child, or begging cowboy

This is the park! Good show, old boy!

The key to this place puts a smile on your face

It is the people that it does employ

Why, this is the park! Good show, old boy!

Mordecai Rigby

Friends don't let down other friends

You guys are losers

Your attitude is unappealing, some would say quite rude

Your shoes are... colorful

Come on tough guy, why are you tongue-tied

Watch out everybody, looks like grandpa's 'bout to cry

Weathering a righteous storm, the rainiest of days

Friends stick together through thick and thin, always

We're sorry Pops, we were acting like fools

We hope you can forgive us for being complete tools

Your poems aren't lame, they're really works of art

If we're gonna win this battle, we gotta do it from the heart

Let's do this!

Beauty is in the center of all that you see

Simple, yet complex and fully textured

And beauty be a part of all that you be

For you are the best rhymers that I've ever heard!

Why you talkin' 'bout beauty man

Don't understand what that's got to do with you, fool

You guys are like spoiled hams in a can

Super bland, expiration date's overdue

The canning of meat is quite a sweet treat

So thanks for comparing us so

Your words are inspiring, ideas so concrete

You really put on quite a show!

Okay, hold up, you wanna talk words and verbs?

But your face is distracting, so ugly it bugs me

Take care of that mess and sweep it under the rug please

So trust me, you're only taking matters from bad to worse

Only solution is to turn around and reverse

A gift to us, new perspective on things

Life looking different from where you stand true

So much to discover, so spread your wings

And take flight for a birds-eye view

Okay, this be gettin' serious

You guys are delirious, are you hearin' this?

Talkin' 'bout positive things, but you ain't got no game

And it's plain to see, your strange to me, cause we be

Shining like diamonds, y'all be petty cash

Nice mustache, conquistadors be wanting it back

In fact, what are you?

A rat, a squirrel, some kind of fat meercat who thinks he's rad

Your bird friend's dropping words absurd again

Useless rhymes that expose the nerd in him

You think Alpha Dog is gonna lay down and let you win?

Head be all inflated, I guess, just like a giant blimp

It's been some time since I felt this way

Challenged by such worthy opponents

Your rhyme-scheme is good, but you're missing a few components

You may say things that hurt, or some that will sting

But for you, it's all just posturing

Look inside and be true to some real feelings

And the world will be yours, I'm assuring

So I thank you, good sirs, for this great contest

It's certainly been lots of fun

But there's nothing you can say to put me to rest

So really, I've already won