Album Cover Odd Octubree

Odd Octubree

brandUn DeShay

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Uh, yeah

How you doing today?

Uh, yeah, uh huh, yeahAce the Creator, man

Look

Casey Veggies, uh huh

Odd Future, look

Look

Hello, the hype is so mellow

Bitch I′m dope, but my pipe is so yellow

The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I′m my own idol and

If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it

My accessorize accessories bring out my assets

Nigga the sound on acid, tablets

Stussy's G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses

I suffer from ADHD

I should win a fucking award for being me

Beat banging the tom-toms

My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons

Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender

′Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts

I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off

And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off

Step one, pull your panties down and start to piss off

Step two, run to your radio, turn this shit off

Nigga didn′t bother, so my father didn't help

So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me

With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts

Uh huh, yeah

Ace, the Creator, man, uh

Casey Veggies, yo, uh huh

Odd Future, nigga

Get used to it, uh

Let me, ay, I′m gonna slow it down real quick for you, look

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan

I′m your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

On award tour, on excursions, I′m a virgin of swap meets

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

I′m dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?

The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme, uh

Yeah

We gotta speed it up, we trying to get to the mall

Trevor B in on the boards, brandUn DeShay

Right here for y′all

It's what I do, don′t get it misconstrued, ah

One half of Arcade

Step your game up, wait up, uh, yeah

It's the mixtape extraordinaire

Hip hop went M.I.A., I only sort of cared

But thanks to me and the cool kids and Casey V

And plus A-C-E the Creator

Y′all niggas is playing yourself, masturbators

If you could, you'd hate on yourself, master haters

Hello ladies, the Val Venis with no towel

Y′all always come with chicken like Kung Pao

I'm always off the top like Kung Lao

I had to let it bang like gun powder

I can assist it

Y'all really gonna miss them when I′m gone

If I ever exit

I feel like I come with Benedict

Like eggs and not Arnold and traitors, y′all haters

You're so flagrant with your foul behavior

Dr. DeShay, you can dial a pager

I ain′t need this, I'm so sick I need cough syrup

If y′all ain't catch it, just rewind like a rip

I am the purest since blue magic

I am legend and I do classics

And I do problems, mathematician cause I do solve them

Ah, okay, you′re a goon, but what's a goon to a goblin?

Okay, what's a goblin to a monster? Okay, what′s a monster to a beast?

A monsterbeast

And that′s me, because I make monster beats

I do a show and have they block looking like Contra streets

Oh, turn the volume up

You still talking that mass and volume stuff, yuh

It ain't a test to me

Y′all niggas ain't even heard the best of me

Got you going like ecstasy

Uh, yeah

It′s Case-eezy and it ain't easy being me-eezy

I mess with the Yeezy and the Jeezy

And oh yeah, the Weezy

Left me right where, where you leave me

I got it all, it′s no need to tease me

I'm coming in the game, you niggas ain't even see me

Told you my lines and you didn′t even believe me

And I′m a book, come and read me

I'm blood, come bleed me

Slip straight to 90′s, get off of my Steezy

Yeah, because the haters always acting up

And I'm attacking ya, never back it up

First song get oh boy′d

Now all the girls like "Oh boy, oh boy"

And I don't wanna hear that weak shit no more

And I′m coming to a store near you

Nigga why would I fear you?

You can't tell me nothing, I didn't hear you

I′m riding from night ′til the next day

Maybe balling, spent 50 on the coat sway, no way

(Yo, because)

It's only one way up so I ain′t going down

They around know I'm around when I come around

Yung Joc because it′s going down

From the brayer and first to Supreme

All these niggas know that the kid stay clean

Custom, why you think my momma named me Casey?

So I can change into it

Rap with me, I was craved into it

I'ma get signed cause Ye can′t do it

The moment I put the pen to the paper

I'ma keep moving, going through and through it

Uh

Weather man, 3000, lie doctor-ly

Now Casey playing chess with Monopoly

Ain't no nigga stopping he

From kid, nigga what you supposed to be

Bubbly flows and that I′m toastin′ he

Hard in the ground, yeah, I'm growing deep

On my mind yeah, I flow when I sleep

And I keep going until I hear that beat beep

Hop into your window, just creep creep

Whenever I take nothing, fake niggas always tryna take something

Yeah, I′ma lay low, my time will come

Keep writing 'til my hands is numb

Vegas trips, told′s times fun

Why compete when it's already won?

Call me daddy nigga, you are my son

Shoot for the stars, she is my gun

She′s so bomb, I call her a bad one

See Casey Gucci killer figure

Be hoopty, spill her SB's and Nike Maxes

There's only one beer left

Rappers screaming all in our ears like we′re deaf

Tempt me, do a number on the label

Eat up all they MC′s and drink 'em under the table

Like, "It′s on me, put it on my tab kid"

However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it

You're leaving on your face, forfeit

I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it

Told him tell her they stole it, he told her he lost it

She told him, "Get off it," and a bunch of other more shit

Getting money, DT′s be getting no new leads

It's like he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds

It′s the weed, give me some of what he's drooping off

Soon as he wake up, choking like it was whooping cough

They group been soft

First hour at the open bar and they're trooping off

He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road

She asked him autograph her derriere, read

"To Wide Load, this yard bird taste like fried toad turd

Love, Villain,"

Take pride in code words

Crooked eye mold nerd geek, with a cold heart

Probably still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart

Study how to eat to die, by the pizza guy

No, he′s not too fly to skeet in a skeezer′s eye

And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel

The same way she feel it when he flow with nerves of steel

They call the super when they need their back, uh, plumbing fixed

"How there only one left? The pack comes in six

Whatever happened to two and three?"

A herb tried to slide with four and five and got caught

Like, "What you doing G?

Don't make ′em have to get cutting like truancy

Matter fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me"

Looser than a pair of Adidas

I hope you brought your spare tweeters

MC's sound like cheerleaders

Rapping and dancing like Red Head Kingpin

DOOM came do his thing again, no matter who be blingin′

He do it for the smelly hubbies

Seeds know what time it is like it's time for Tellie Tubbies

Few can do it, even fewer can sell it

Take it from the dude who wears mask like a ′tarded helmet

He plots shows like robberies

In and out, one, two, three, no bodies, please

Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt

The mic is the shotty, nobody move, nobody get hurt

Bring heat, like your boy done gone to war

He came in the door, and "Everybody on the floor!"

A whole string of jobs, like we on tour

Every night on the score, coming to your corner store

There, it is done

Now that the representative from South Africa has been mind programmed

All of the world's leaders on Earth are under my control

And when they meet tomorrow in special session, I, DOOM

Shall be voted master of the world

My plan is foolproof, but just in case