Pigs (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator

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 sh*t

He'll probably say the same

F**k Hated by everyone that's

The way it seems

I don't know what's shorter

His damn 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**king care

Grab a couple friends

Start a couple riots

Crash a couple

Gather all the bullies

Crush them motherf**kers

Odd future hooligans

Causing up a ruckus

It's Us Ni**a

I said it's us ni**a

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

B**ch 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 thats Tyler

And we came to get wild and

Style in these trench coats

Don't start asking what's packing

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 a**

And recently them assholes that

Be f**kin' with me in class

So I'mma keep them motherf**kers

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**kers

Odd future hooligans

Causing up a ruckus

It's Us Ni**a

I said it's us ni**a

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**king

Kid that you made see

I don't wanna go to jail

I just wanna go home

And I want those f**king kids at

School to just leave me alone

And I I hear helicopters make them dip

I'm f**king reloaded I told

You all that I ain't takin' sh*t

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