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 happens, don't fuckin' blame me, white America, fuck Bill O'Reilly
4, 3, 2, 1

1]
What the fuck I look like I'm sorry
To a bunch of fucking fags can't potentially harm me?
I ain't gonna bow down to your expectations
By the way, I got sixty fucking that'll guard me
That hard, Thrash black hoodies, try something
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a bag
Fuck all opinions, I'm tyin' 'em with a shoestring
And fuck the fat lady, it's when all the kids sing

Kill people, shit, fuck school
I'm fuckin' radical,
Left, right, left,

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

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

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