Tyler The Creator Radicals текст песни, слова песни Radicals Tyler The Creator
Tyler The Creator - Radicals
What the fuck I look like sayin' I'm sorry
To a bunch of fuckin' fags like they potentially owe me?
I ain't never gonna bow to your expectation
By the way, I got sixty fuckin' Wolves that'll guard me
They skate hard brash black hoodies, try somethin'
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a black bag
Fuck all your opinions and tie 'em up in a shoestring
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
[Hook:]
Kill people, burn shit, fuck school
I'm fuckin' radical, nigga
I'm fuckin' radical, I'm motha fuckin radical.
I'm fuckin' radical, nigga
I'm fuckin' radical, I'm motha fuckin radical.
[Verse 2:]
Fuck cops, I'm a fuckin' rock star
Rebel and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard
Fuck pigs fuck guard they all so fuckin' retard
Fuck school, I'm a fuck up, fuck harvard
I ain't got no fuckin' money, hey mom
I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit
Child support ain't come that faggot still ain't bought me anything
Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
[Hook]
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