NY (Ned Flander) Odd Future

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[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Carter Wong, bring the challenge from the eight masters
Hodgy Long one of them bastards that would head bash ya
Yeah, we Skate Mental, but the meanin' of a Thrasher
Is to whiplash out and leave you pussy niggas fractured
I need meds from a mental institution
'Fore I brandish revenge, free throw finger shootin'
Record 'em screamin', interwine 'em in a loop, then
Take the garbage out back, I pay the homage, in fact
I'm throwin' T-bones to these want-to-be-me clones
In their want-to-be-me clothes, bitch, I'm actually old
I spin you like the cover we on, you're in between the pages
I'm twenty-one now, been runnin' these Fairfax blocks for ages
Organic for breakfast, free-rangin' on stages
Twelve-noon on my clock, engage for 12-gauges
I spit the plague and don't believe it, be a pagan
I'll send your wife dead photos of you taken by Sagan (Nigga), bitch

[Interlude]
Oye, pero ya, déjame en paz, chingado
No más me están persiguiendo hablándome de una bola de babosadas
Como si yo fuera a saber lo que están diciendo
Yo no sé que es un pinche "Odd Future."
¿Qué es eso?, ¿qué es un "Odd Future?"
Yo no sé que es eso, pero vale más que sé vaya mucho a la verga con sus estupideces