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Tyler, The Creator
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Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang I’m not bipolar, see I'm just known by those couple names I wanna tell my pops but shit, he’ll probably say the same f*ck... Hated by everyone that's the way it seems I don't know what's 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’ f*cking care Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots Crash a couple- Gather all the bullies, crush them motherf*ckers Odd future hooligans causing up a ruckus It's Us. Nigga. I said it's us, nigga. 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 I'm gonna burst your bubble two times if you don't mind umm “Who are you again?” I’m Sammy and that's Tyler And we came to get wild and style in these trench coats! Don’t start asking what's packin in these trench coats! But just know if you start acting I'm 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 f*ckin with me in class. So I’mma keep them motherf*ckers 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 motherf*ckers Odd future hooligans causing up a ruckus It's Us. Nigga. I said it's 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 it's 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 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 I'm 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 f*cking kid that you made see? I don’t wanna go to jail I just wanna go home And I want those f*cking kids at school to just leave me alone And I… I hear helicopters make them dip I’m f*cking 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
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