Tyler, The Creator - Pigs lyrics
Tyler, The Creator [Tyler Gregory Okonma] Hawthorne, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tyler, The Creator - Pigs lyrics]
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 fuck
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
'Cause none of the cool kids would
Let me join a team
Depression's on the stalk again
My best friend's an inhaler because it
Will not let me cough
Whenever I am losing oxygen
Bully hand around my neck
Cause 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 than to show my face
Around them
But the day I do it'll be everywhere
When I share these feelings finally
They gon' fucking care
Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
Crash a couple- (planes, planes, planes)
Then, gather all the bullies
Crush them motherfuckers
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 bullied bitch
Who ain't gon' trouble you
Well, I'm gonna burst your bubble two
Times if you don't mind
Umm "Who are you again?" I'm
Samuel and that's Tyler
We came to get wild and
Style in these trench coats!
Don't start asking what's packing
In these trench coats!
Just know if you start acting
I'm grabbing for these trench coats!
My step-father called me a fag
I'll show him a fag
And I'll light a fire up in his ass
And recently them assholes been fucking
With me in class
So I'ma keep them muhfuckers there and
Make sure they pass huh
My prom date, she dismissed my offer
So I'mma her and toss her
In the principal's office
(Tyler, I'll go with you)
Oh, now you wanna conversate with me
Try to be my friend?
(Where are my parents at?) Don't worry
You'll probably never see them again
Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
Crash a couple- (planes, planes, planes)
Then, gather all the bullies
Crush them motherfuckers
Odd Future hooligans causing up a ruckus
It's us, nigga i said it's us, nigga
Bum bum bum 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're missing
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 fucking kid that you made
See? I don't wanna go to jail
I just wanna go home
And I want them fucking kids at
School to just leave me alone
And I i hear helicopters, make ‘em dip
I'm fucking reloaded
I told you all that I ain't taking shit
You better back up before this
Mac start 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's being happy
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 fuck
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
'Cause none of the cool kids would
Let me join a team
Depression's on the stalk again
My best friend's an inhaler because it
Will not let me cough
Whenever I am losing oxygen
Bully hand around my neck
Cause 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 than to show my face
Around them
But the day I do it'll be everywhere
When I share these feelings finally
They gon' fucking care
Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
Crash a couple- (planes, planes, planes)
Then, gather all the bullies
Crush them motherfuckers
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 bullied bitch
Who ain't gon' trouble you
Well, I'm gonna burst your bubble two
Times if you don't mind
Umm "Who are you again?" I'm
Samuel and that's Tyler
We came to get wild and
Style in these trench coats!
Don't start asking what's packing
In these trench coats!
Just know if you start acting
I'm grabbing for these trench coats!
My step-father called me a fag
I'll show him a fag
And I'll light a fire up in his ass
And recently them assholes been fucking
With me in class
So I'ma keep them muhfuckers there and
Make sure they pass huh
My prom date, she dismissed my offer
So I'mma her and toss her
In the principal's office
(Tyler, I'll go with you)
Oh, now you wanna conversate with me
Try to be my friend?
(Where are my parents at?) Don't worry
You'll probably never see them again
Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
Crash a couple- (planes, planes, planes)
Then, gather all the bullies
Crush them motherfuckers
Odd Future hooligans causing up a ruckus
It's us, nigga i said it's us, nigga
Bum bum bum 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're missing
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 fucking kid that you made
See? I don't wanna go to jail
I just wanna go home
And I want them fucking kids at
School to just leave me alone
And I i hear helicopters, make ‘em dip
I'm fucking reloaded
I told you all that I ain't taking shit
You better back up before this
Mac start 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's being happy