Slow It Down
Tyler The Creator Lyrics


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We come through throbbing like thunder storms
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing bombs
With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know it's on
Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms
Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons
Hodgy Beats is like limp balm
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell your big moms
I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
Haters must be starving nowadays I make California Vietnam
And I'm going to embalm my creativity
Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this shit I'm on

Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, yeah
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, where's the bass?
Could you bring the keys? Yeah
Turn it up, nigga where's the bass?
Drop the drums

Pink chinchilla, something like thrilla
My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda
But I ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
I'm never the winner, always the loser
I don't choose to win, but I will choose her
Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna
I never use a fork I always spoon her
Go nuts, instrumental flow much
European model white bitch is eating donuts
Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch
Making shit come like I'm go-go gadget
I'm mental, it's instrumental
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils

Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, yeah
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, where's the bass?
Could you bring the keys? Yeah
Turn it up, nigga where's the bass?
Drop the drums

Yo, bubble gum that Reese's Pieces
You fail at life, I'll mug your teachers
I've got Muslims calling on Jesus
I fucked Kelly, where is Regis?
Found Alicia, now she keyless
Cold as ice, and now I'm creamless




Murdered every bod from my squad
So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so prestigious

Overall Meaning

In "Slow It Down," Tyler, the Creator raps about his bombastic personality and explosive talent. He starts with an opening line: "We come through throbbing like thunderstorms," which sets the tone for the song. Tyler compares himself to throwing bombs with the exclusive on the channel. Throughout the song, Tyler dismisses other rappers, saying that they are all hype like they drink a cup of Splenda, and he makes them all look like they are cheerleaders. The lyrics are filled with critiques and takedowns of society's shortcomings.


Tyler features Hodgy Beats in the second verse, where they both discuss their sexual escapades. Nevertheless, Tyler has a unique writing style that is unmatched in modern rap. The lyrics contain many references to pop culture, such as Go-Go-Gadget, the computer from Inspector Gadget, and Regis from the television show, Who Wants to Be a Millionaire. The chorus is catchy and encourages the listener to turn the volume up even higher, so that they can feel the music.


In conclusion, "Slow It Down" is a lyrical masterpiece that showcases Tyler, the Creator's raw talent and unique writing style. The song's lyrics are potent and unapologetic, calling out society's shortcomings while highlighting Tyler's unstoppable rise to success. The track is an impressive achievement both musically and lyrically, and it is a testament to Tyler's creative genius.


Line by Line Meaning

We come through throbbing like thunder storms
We enter with power and intensity, causing a stir.


Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
Our presence causes excitement and anxiety that makes people sweat and funky.


I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing bombs
My music is too intense and explosive for your ears, like a bomb being thrown.


With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know it's on
I have the exclusive and I know it's on.


Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms
People get upset and throw temper tantrums like cheerleaders throwing their pom-poms.


Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons
People who talk shit should suck a dick and go to a nail salon to eat and ask for salam before getting their nails done.


Hodgy Beats is like limp balm
Hodgy Beats is like a balm that is ineffective and does not work.


If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell your big moms
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell your mother.


I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
I have nice hands and people literally eat out of my big palms.


Haters must be starving nowadays I make California Vietnam
Haters must be starving because I make California so intense it's like the Vietnam War.


And I'm going to embalm my creativity
I'm going to preserve and immortalize my creativity.


Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this shit I'm on
I'm going to save it on a CD-ROM so you can feel what I'm feeling.


Pink chinchilla, something like thrilla
I'm wearing a pink chinchilla, something that's exciting like the Thrilla in Manila.


My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
My t-shirts are expensive and exclusive, like a gorilla wearing a bathing suit.


You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda
You guys are all hyped up like you drank a cup of Splenda.


But I ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
I ate the whole plate like a fat person at a buffet dinner.


I'm never the winner, always the loser
I'm never the one who wins, I'm always the one who loses.


I don't choose to win, but I will choose her
I don't actively try to win, but I will choose a girl.


Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna
She loves it when I make love to her.


I never use a fork I always spoon her
I don't use a fork when I eat, I always use a spoon, and I also spoon her when we sleep together.


Go nuts, instrumental flow much
Let loose and go crazy, the instrumental is flowing heavily.


European model white bitch is eating donuts
A white European model is eating donuts.


Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch
I don't care about homosexuals, I'm with a fat girl.


Making shit come like I'm go-go gadget
I'm making it happen just like Go-Go Gadget from Inspector Gadget.


I'm mental, it's instrumental
I'm crazy, the instrumental is what's driving me.


Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
I'm so good in bed, it will make your partner's therapist ask for dental records.


And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils
I hope this music is so good it makes you feel violent and aggressive.


Yo, bubble gum that Reese's Pieces
Hey, I have bubble gum that tastes like Reese's Pieces.


You fail at life, I'll mug your teachers
You're a failure at life, so I will rob and mug your teachers.


I've got Muslims calling on Jesus
I've got Muslims calling out to Jesus, even though it's not part of their religion.


I fucked Kelly, where is Regis?
I had sex with Kelly (probably Kelly Ripa from Regis and Kelly), where is Regis?


Found Alicia, now she keyless
I found Alicia and now she is powerless.


Cold as ice, and now I'm creamless
I'm cold as ice, without any sense of emotion and now I'm without friends.


Murdered every bod from my squad
I killed every member from my team.


So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so prestigious
Technically, I don't have a team anymore, but Odd Future is still prestigious.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GERARD LONG, TYLER OKONMA

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