radicals lyrics – tyler, the creator


random disclaimer
hey, don’t do anything that i say in this song, okay? it’s f*ckin’ fiction
if anything happens, don’t f*ckin’ blame me, white america, f*ck bill o’reilly
4, 3, 2, 1

[verse 1]
what the f*ck i look like sayin’ i’m sorry
to a bunch of f*ckin’ f*gs that can’t potentially harm me?
i ain’t never gonna bow down to your expectations
by the way, i got sixty f*ckin’ wolves that’ll guard me
they skate hard brash black hoodies, try somethin’
make sure your f*ckin’ feelings end up up in a glad bag
f*ck all your opinions, i’m tie ’em up in a shoestring
and f*ck the fat lady, it’s over when all the kids sing

kill people, burn sh*t, f*ck school
i’m f*ckin’ radical, n*gg*
left, right, left, right

[verse 2]
f*ck cops, i’m a f*ckin’ rock star
rebel and defiance makes my m*th*f*ckin’ c*ck hard
f*ck pigs, f*ck guards, they all so f*ckin’ r*t*rd
f*ck school, i’mma f*ck up, f*ck harvard
i ain’t got no f*ckin’ money, hey mom
i ain’t got no m*th*f*ckin’ daddy, he ain’t teach me sh*t
child support ain’t come that f*ggot still ain’t bought me anything
f*ck the fat lady, it’s over when all the kids sing


f*ck your traditions, f*ck your positions
f*ck your religion, f*ck your decisions
see they’re not mine so you gotta let ’em go
we can be ourselves, but you gotta let us know

/ tyler the creator lyrics