ST. CHROMA - Tyler, The Creator

You are the light

It's not on you, it's in you

Don't you ever in your motherfucking life dim your light for nobody

Chromakopia, Chromakopia

Chromakopia (Ah), Chromakopia (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

Chromakopia (Ah, ah, ah, woo), Chromakopia (Ah, ah, ah, woo)

Chromakopia (Ah), Chromakopia (Woo, woo)

Chromako—

Calm down, sit still, that's one mil' for each wheel

Top down, big deal, how the fuck he do that?

What the fuck I look like? Get the fuck up out him way

Hawthorne is where him from, another planet where him stay

Fifteen cash for that new fort, I had guap since nineteen

I popped out like chi-ching, I think I'm a goddamn fiend

Really ballin' in this bitch, I'm the hardest in this bitch

Give a fuck about no bark, I'm chasin' dogs up in this bitch

El Segundo felt like colosseum

P said I could do it too, and boy, did I believe him

I built a path of freedom 'cause them words that he said

Give a fuck about tradition, stop impressin' the dead, ah

I'm gon' make it out, promise I'm gon' make it out

Mama, I'm gon' make it out, pussy, I'm gon' make it out

I ain't never had a doubt inside me

And if I ever told you that I did, I'm fuckin' lyin', can you feel the light?

Can you feel the light inside?

Can you feel that fire? (Can you feel it, can you feel it? Oh)

Oh, fire (Can you feel it, can you feel it? Ooh, oh), fire

Can you feel the light (Inside), inside?

Can you feel that fire? (Can you feel it?)

Oh, fire (Fire), fire (Ooh)

Woo, yeah, Chromakopia, yeah, yeah, Chromakopia

Woo, yeah, Chromakopia, yeah, yeah, Chromakopia

Okay, I am just a box with the light of thunder in me (Woo)

Gratitude sit under the hubris that's on my sleeve

Mama said I'm mhm, special, I was mhm

Blow shit up at home back in Chromakopia, mhm

I don't (I don't), like the (Like the), way that this is lookin' (No)

Mirror got me (Got me), thinkin' about my bookend (I'm done)

I just need this time to myself to figure me out-out

Do I keep the light on or do I gracefully bow out?

You see me, bro

Oh, oh, oh (Don't you ever stop bein' who you are and dimmin' your light for none of these motherfuckers out here)

Can you feel the light inside?

Can you feel that fire? (Oh)

Oh, fire (Oh), fire

Can you feel the light inside?

Can you feel that fire? (Oh)