Radicals - Tyler, the Creator

[Verse 1:]
What the f_ck I look like sayin' I'm sorry
To a bunch of f_ckin' fags like they potentially owe me?
I ain't never gonna bow to your expectation
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 black bag
F_ck all your opinions and tie 'em up in a shoestring
And f_ck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

[Hook:]
Kill people, burn sh_t, f_ck school
I'm f_ckin' radical, n_gga

[Verse 2:]
F_ck cops, I'm a f_ckin' rock star
Rebel [?] my muthaf_ckin' cock on
F_ck pigs f_ck [?] they all so f_ckin' retard
F_ck school, I'm a f_ck up, f_ck [?]
I ain't got no f_ckin' money, hey mom
I ain't got no muthaf_ckin' daddy, he ain't teach me sh_t
Child support [?] that faggot still ain't bought me anything
F_ck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

[Hook]

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