Tyler, the Creator - Radicals

[Intro] Random disclaimer Hey, don't do anything that I say in this song, okay? It's fuckin' fiction If anything happens, don't fuckin' blame me, white America, fuck Bill O'Reilly 4, 3, 2, 1 [Verse 1] What the fuck I look like sayin' I'm sorry To a bunch of fuckin' fags that can't potentially harm me? I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations 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 Glad bag Fuck all your opinions, I'm 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 Left, right, left, right [Verse 2] Fuck cops, I'm a fuckin' rock star Rebel and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard Fuck pigs, fuck guards, they all so fuckin' retard Fuck school, I'mma 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] [Bridge] Fuck your traditions, fuck your positions Fuck your religion, fuck your decisions See they're not mine so you gotta let 'em go We can be ourselves, but you gotta let us know