#tyler the creator album

[camioftargon]

CHROMAKOPIA 🟩

Pixel Art of Tyler, The Creator's CHROMAKOPIA album cover.

[odetarifunk]

Whenever I hear Tyler the creator's "Call Me When You Get Lost" voicemail 3, I think about Veneer for some odd reason. Specifically Ritz and Veneer. I have no idea why, but that specific part just gives off Ritzneer vibes

[y3aj-3002]

I don't think I'd have to say this but dni proship/darkship

Anyway

IGOR

[cyarskj1899]

Y’all didn’t know Tyler was a menace back in the day? He made tracks and was spraying everyone: Bill O’Reilly, Hayley Williams and B.O.B. too- those were some interesting days

Yes the same guy who had made songs like this

Had once made songs like this :

With lyrics like this:

But then again I’m pretty sure Tyler the creator earlier music would have never been made today even if he’s just saying that just to get an rise out of people

[mrcjprice193]

that new Tyler got me in my feelings...

[rexlottie]

I AIR THIS BITCH OUT LIKE A. QUEEF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lbctal]

[nephilimbrute]

CHROMAKOPIA 🐙

i just had to redraw this with my 8 (they/them) !!

[tooblindtizzy]

finally getting back to doing more of these (instagram requests)

og/reference albums under the cut!!

[westaysilly]

CHROMIKUPIA

ALL SONGS WRITTEN, PRODUCED AND ARRANGED BY HATSUNE MIKU

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-- more under the cut

[vampmansion]

me: finally im free from my massive chromakophia relisten obsession i can be normal about music again for a while

kendrick:

me: cmon man

[gatoburr0]

Are we still friends?

[cloverbugz]

flower boy

[sgnarl]

when youre the artist in this bitch

[cyarskj1899]

Yo, fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18 year old nigga Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rapping Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC, and um, I'm guessing That your teacher sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday So, just tell me something about yourself Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are going to go slower

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought some food for death, go ahead and fucking eat My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording I'm feeling like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they mental Simple but probably not, fuck them

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on Cause this album pack enough evil That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this

I go from AP to JC inside a fucking week Waking up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?" I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler All because she said no to homecoming, demons running Inside my head telling me evil thoughts I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught, go to sleep

I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil My fucking samples are too illegal, play this shit in church

I graduated without honors or fucking father He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, don't even fucking bother I wanted a brother my mother I told her But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation That's having our brains racing like dating, wearing some fucking Heelies

I know you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11 Seven, what's religion nigga? I am legend I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition I created O.F. cause I feel we're more talented Than 40 year old rappers talking about Gucci When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers With the same problem, the only way to solve them Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious Cause my mother let me do what I want She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid My father didn't give a fuck, so it's something I inherit My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents When Danielle or Malonda decide to fucking share This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I'm bad for you kids to listen to Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say Uh, who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating

My wrist is all red from the cutter Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah Well that's not her name, but I think this shit is clever My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking, if I'm kissing But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy Losers can never win me, you can never offend me My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email So I can tell him how much I fucking hate him in detail

Wow, umm, so Tyler if you had the chance to tell him something What would you tell him?

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There’s a meme going around about how the new fans of Tyler, the creator who makes songs like these

Would be shocked if they had known he used to make songs like this

You know, typical lyrics about r wording, k wording, mass m wording and cannibalizing people , and the use of the F word(as in a word that rhymes with maggots)

Oh, and at one part about k wording people ,burning things ,and put a middle finger up to the educational system or simply known as a school

Wholesome content eh(that part was a sarcastic statement)

[eznii]

coulkd yuo draw. dave strider from the hit webcomic homestuck written by andrew hussie in a tyler, the creator album tshirt please i am but a frail sickly victorian child

took this to mean "dave strider if he was cool"