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Tyler, The Creator - Pigs Lyrics

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Tyler, The Creator – Pigs Lyrics

[Verse: 1]
Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang
I’m not bipolar, see im just known by those couple names
I wanna tell my pops but shit, he’ll probably say the same
Fuck.. Hated by everyone thats the way it seems
I dont know whats shorter, is their temper or my self esteem
I sit in my room and I listen to tunes, I’m amused alone
Because none of the cool kids would let me join a team
Depression on the stalk again
My best friend is an inhaler because it will not let me cough
Whenever I am losing Oxygen, bully hand around my neck
Because he felt disrespected when I decided to talk again
I brought that on myself, see I should know my place
But not at lunchtime, see
I know better then to show my face around them
But the day I do it will be everywhere
When I share these feelings Finally they gon’ fucking care

Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
Crash a couple-
Gather all the bullies, crush them motherfuckers
Odd future hooligans causing up a ruckus
Its Us. Nigga.
I said its us, nigga.

[Verse: 2]
Murder, murder, m-murder the last they heard of you
Was when i… “uh” with all them burners, you
Think that I’m some punk bully bitch who ain’t gone trouble you
Well im gonna burst your bubble two times if you dont mind umm
“Who are you again?” I’m Sammy and thats Tyler
And we came to get wild and style in these trench coats!
Don’t start asking whats packin in these trench coats!
But just know if you start acting im grabbin for these trench coats!
My step-father called me a fag, I’ll show him a fag
I’ll light a fire up in his ass
And recently them assholes that be fuckin with me in class.
So I’mma keep them motherfuckers there and make sure they pass Huh.
My prom date, she distance my offer
So I’mma — and toss her in the principles office
Oh, now you wanna conversate with me try to be my friend? (Yeah but my parents-) Oh don’t worry you will probably never see them again

Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
Crash a couple-
Gather all the bullies, crush them motherfuckers
Odd future hooligans causing up a ruckus
Its Us. Nigga.
I said its us, nigga.

Bum bum bo bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum
Bum. bum. bum. burumrumrumrum bum bum bum
Bum bum bumbumbumbum Hehe.
We are the Sams, and we’re dead its just four of us
We come in peace we mean no harm and we’re inglorious
We took their heads but we just took back what they took from us
I guess we lost ours

[Verse: 3]
Music had nothing to do with my final decision
I just really wanted somebody to come pay me attention
But nobody would listen, but stuffed animals that I had
Since I was a kid but I’m growing up so they missin
I didn’t mean to hurt anybody im sorry
I wouldn’t hurt a fly or consider joining the army
I’m hardly ever angry, roger rabbit framed me
Momma I’m the same fucking kid that you made see?
I don’t wanna go to jail I just wanna go home
And I want those fucking kids at school to just leave me alone
And I… I hear helicopters make them dip
I’m fucking reloaded I told you all that I ain’t takin shit
You better backup before this mac starts to lift up
I’ll pump it like my inhaler when asthma begin to act up
The difference between us and our class is tan khakis
I got 99 problems and all of them is being happy

[Tyler, The Creator – Pigs Lyrics]

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