Thought I Was Dead / Like Him / Sugar On My Tongue (Live at the 68th GRAMMYs) versuri

Versuri Tyler, The Creator – Thought I Was Dead / Like Him / Sugar On My Tongue (Live at the 68th GRAMMYs) lyrics

[Part I: Thought I Was Dead]

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & Santigold]
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier (They thought I was dead)
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier (Roof, r-roof, uh-huh, uh-huh)
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier (Roof, roof, de-ead, they thought I was dead)
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier (Uh, woo, they thought I was de-ead, hoo)
You don’t wanna go to war with a soldier (De-ead, they thought I was dead)

[Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
White folks crashin’ this down, and y’all mad at me, y’all can suck my ****
Pull up old tweets, pull up old t-shirts, all that, I’ll moonwalk over that **** (Hee-hee)
See, I changed, like the fit got dirty
I was young man and the boy hit thirty
I was trippin’, but you ain’t God
You ain’t Coco Gauff, you can’t serve me
„Anti-Black”, huh, yeah, right
Y’all runnin’ y’all mouths, keep it airtight
I’ma crash this out ‘til my hair white
Y’all mind made up, I’m the bad guy
Kumbaya, the coon is back
According to you, my shoes, they tap
How many lives I changed, billionaires made?
Surprise, the room is Black
Loiter Squad with the Klan mask
Somebody tell him he’s not Chappelle
Sambo tee like KMD
I play too much, it ain’t age too well
5 in the morning, I be hatin’ on ****
10 in the evening, I be hatin’ on ****
Seven years later, mighta changed my mind
I’m a fake as hell, don’t kill me
I’m a rich ****, ain’t real, ain’t really
I’m a big troll, haha, I’m silly (I’m silly)
Pro’s and con’s, ignore, respond, defend or give accountability
All y’all hot takes got me chilly
Shoutout my papa ‘cause he is forreal
Don’t test V, he pop for real
Had to call him like stop and chill, look
Ain’t no self-hate here, confidence been top tier
Baby, it’s a brand new year, no wall I’m backed in
Got me runnin’ to my ghosts, I’m Pac-Man
Wait, why am I filled with that hate? I got freedom in every way
They wanna take what I got, but they do not got what it take
I don’t wanna be found, ya ho
I don’t wanna be down, ya ho
I’m not comin’ around, ya ho
I will not knock-knock at your door
Just me, that’s what I said
Trav, these boys is feds
Me? I’m over here
These boys thought I was dead

[Segue]
I’ll fix the glass, alright? So you got a clear view
Put on some new tires, keep movin’ forward
Watch out for them potholes
And don’t ever, ever, look back in that rearview mirror
They just tryna remind you where you been, ignorin’ where you goin’
Oh, and one more thing
If you ever find yourself goin’ back to them old places
You destroy them, or they gon’ destroy you, got what I’m sayin’?
Now, grab your keys
(Do I look like him? Oh)
Alright
(Like him)

[Part II: Sugar On My Tongue]

[Intro]
(Ayy, ayy)
Ah-ah-ah-ah (Ayy, ayy)
Ah-ah-ah-ah (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
Like sugar on my tongue, tongue, tongue
Your body is so sweet, sweet, sweet
Invite me if you come, come, come
It’s all I want to eat, eat, eat

[Pre-Chorus]
Look, tell your mama (Tell ‘em what?)
Tell your daddy (Tell ‘em what?)
Tell the bitches that you know
What you heard about me? (Uh-huh)
Tell your mama (Tell your mama)
Tell your daddy (Tell your daddy)
Tell the world (Hey)
Tell the world

[Chorus]
Like sugar on my tongue
Can I steal that from you?
Like sugar on my tongue
Can I steal that from you?

[Verse 2]
Are you from Harlem? Make your arms and legs shake, uh-huh
Give me that slice of cream, is it your birthday? Uh-huh
I got a brush, give me your wall and I’ll paint, uh-huh
Don’t need no air, I stay down there ‘til I faint (Girl, I’m dead)

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell your mama (Tell ‘em what? Tell your mama, uh)
Tell your daddy (Tell ‘em what? Tell your daddy, uh)
Tell your mama (Tell your mama)
Tell your daddy (Tell your daddy)
Tell the world (Woah)

[Chorus]
Like sugar on my tongue
Can I steal that from you?
Like sugar on my tongue
Can I steal that before I go?

[Outro]
Don’t tap the glass