Luyện nghe bài hát Radicals

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Hey, don't do anything I say in this song, okay? It's fuckin' fiction
If anything happens, don't fuckin' blame me, white America, Bill O'Reilly
4, 3, 2, 1

1]
What the fuck I look saying I'm sorry
To a bunch of fags that can't potentially harm me?
I ain't never gonna bow down to expectations
By the way, I got sixty fucking that'll guard me
That skate hard, Thrash hoodies, try something
Make sure fuckin' feelings end up up in a Glad bag
Fuck all your opinions, I'm tyin' 'em with a
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids

Kill people, burn shit, school
I'm radical, nigga
Left, right, left,

2]
Fuck cops, I'm a rock star
Rebellion and defiance my muthafuckin' cock hard
Fuck pigs, fuck guards all fucking retards
Fuck school, I'm a fuck up? Fuck
I got no fucking money (Hey mom)
I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me
Child support ain't come that faggot ain't bought me anything
Fuck the fat lady, it's over all the kids sing

Fuck your traditions, fuck your
Fuck your religions, fuck your
They're not mine, you let 'em go
We can be ourselves, but you let us know
You let 'em go

Dr. TC]
You let these shits go, man
It's not sense to you right now but
All these little you got, they're not shit
All this rebellion, all this crazy shit you got, saying shit
Getting too old for this shit, man, you gotta out of it
Growing up, your are getting bigger
You gotta at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught
I'm just real (Nigga fuck you)
I'm just trying to help you man, me
(Look, I day after day nigga
You don't know shit, you're a therapist)