[Chorus]
Guess who? Walked straight into the venue had to go through the back
Guess who? Went in and out of your city, didn't even unpack
Yeah true, I play with the money (Mané) in your pitch like my name Salah
Yeah true, that's enough to make somebody disappear when I say, "Ta-da"

[Verse 1]
Guess who? Guess who? Guess who?
Heard that they done, yes you
How bout this one? Here's the next clue
Lookin' so tall, next too
All of those odds, I would bet too
Tell me who's that one in the middle of the night in your head that you never slept through, yeah
Guess who just walked in the buildin' my options are real and my confidence fake
Brand new collection it cost me a killing
Ain't talkin' the killing it cost me to make
And I got lots I'm rebuilding I popped down the ceiling
And made it a liminal space
Dodging the knockoff opinions, my Dropbox made livings
That shit a hospitable place
Ah ah, okay, I just walked in now you caught in the act
Ah ah, okay, don't even care how you wanna react
Ah ah, okay, think it's a choice 'cause I'm walkin' it back
Ah, okay, missin' the point like it's not even that

[Chorus]
Guess who? Walked straight into the venue had to go through the back
Guess who? Went in and out of your city, didn't even unpack
Yeah true, I play with that money (Mané) in your pitch like my name Salah
Yeah true, that's enough to make somebody disappear when I say "ta-da"

[Verse 2]
Huh, try me, guess who? Remind me
Go ahead and take your shot, I'm takin' it lightly
You thought you could take my spot, I'm staying here my b
If you put me in a box, uh
Double-check 'cause it gotta be a hundred miles deep
Yeah, they think I changed a lot but I promise I'm me
Even if the bouncer double takes at my ID
'Cause I blew up way before I even turned 19
Gettin' mobbed at the in & out in the dry-clean
Dropping tapes like I couldn't figure out a crime scene
My career fuckin' weird can't even define me
All these years still here, they said I was naive
Meetings where they pushing buttons but never rewind me
'Cause they couldn't tell a masterpiece from a type beat
Buncha glorified interns in assigned seats
Bitch, what?
Goddamn, room packed out with the fans
Never backed out of my plans
Like I maxed out my advance
It was her turn in line to meet me but she just passed out at the chance
I can't be mad bout a couple ants
Okay, okay

[Chorus]
Guess who? Walked into the venue had to go through the back
Guess who? Went in and out of your city, didn't even unpack
Yeah true, I play with the money (Mané) in your pitch like my name Salah
Yeah true, that's enough to make somebody disappear when I say, "ta-da" (Ugh)
[Outro]
Guess who? Guess who?
It's me
Guess who? Guess who?
It's me
Guess who? Guess who?
It's me
It's me

[Припев]
Покажи — восторг
Там, где я и дни недели
Покажи — восторг
Преподай урок на деле
Покажи — восторг
В безобразной карусели
В трудный час — восторг
Не оставь меня без цели

Покажи — восторг
Там, где я и дни недели
Покажи — восторг
Преподай урок на деле
Покажи — восторг
В безобразной карусели
В трудный час — восторг
Не оставь меня без цели

[Куплет 1]
Отчего ж не стало чуда?
Обветшала в окнах слюда
Отвернись моя подруга
То ли, то ли ещё будет
Переправа, переправа
Берег правый, как стена
Этой ночи след кровавый
В море вынесла волна
(А-а-а)

«Семилетнего "Отваал" который 23 мая ушел из дома, нашли живым. "Хоровод" обнаружили в лесу около села Дубиновка Советского района...

"Отваал" благодарит всех граждан которые остались неравнодушными и приняли участие в поисках "Хоровод", вместе с тем, следователями СК будут проверены...»

[Припев]
Покажи — восторг
Там, где я и дни недели
Покажи — восторг
Преподай урок на деле
Покажи — восторг
В безобразной карусели
В трудный час — восторг
Не оставь меня без цели

Покажи — восторг
Там, где я и дни недели
Покажи — восторг
Преподай урок на деле
Покажи — восторг
В безобразной карусели
В трудный час — восторг
Не оставь меня без цели

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
I really made this song just so I could perform it
I don't even know what it mean
It means something

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Aw, nah, boy, don't cut that wood
Found out your flowers don't smell that good
But if they smell real good to him
Then he don't need nobody else nose to win
Look, I am a god
Nobody prays to the sight of you
All y'all niggas wear camouflage
I'm in a field wearing pink and blue
I wear pink, they can see me
Nigga, you don't create, you just repeat
Nigga, you don't got drive, you just beep beep
Beep-beep, talk shit from the backseat

[Pre-Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
Come and light my fire
I'll blow your fucking face off
Nigga, I'm the goddamn pilot
And I decide when we gon' take off, let's get it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tie the knot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kick the chair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Float in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's cherry bomb

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
You motherfuckers want war? Then come get it
You motherfuckers don't really want it
You motherfuckers want war and I want more
Nigga, fuck you and everything that you come for
You motherfuckers wanna blow? Pow-pow
Pow-pow, let's take 'em to the gun store
I don't got enough time
Fuck your Rolex, nigga
Don't compare him to mine
'Cause I don't know that nigga

[Pre-Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
Come and light my fire
I'll blow your fucking face off
Nigga, I'm the goddamn pilot
And I decide when we gon' take off, let's get it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tie the knot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kick the chair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Float in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's cherry bomb

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
You motherfuckers want war?
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry—

[Refrain: Syd, Tyler, The Creator, Both]
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
I'm ready to blow, don't fire me up (I lose control)
Don't fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)
Firecracker, firecracker, firecracker (I lose control)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I lose co—)
Yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
"GOLF 191, Okaga! Playing only classic hits!"