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 whats 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' fucking care
 Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
 Crash a couple-
 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 bully bitch who ain't gone trouble you
 Well im gonna burst your bubble two times if you dont 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 whats packin in these trench coats!
 But just know if you start acting im 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 fuckin with me in class
 So I'mma keep them motherfuckers 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 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 its 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 fucking kid that you made see?
 I don't wanna go to jail I just wanna go home
 And I want those fucking kids at school to just leave me alone
 And I... I hear helicopters make them dip
 I'm fucking 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
 
 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 whats 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' fucking care
 Grab a couple friends, start a couple riots
 Crash a couple-
 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 bully bitch who ain't gone trouble you
 Well im gonna burst your bubble two times if you dont 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 whats packin in these trench coats!
 But just know if you start acting im 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 fuckin with me in class
 So I'mma keep them motherfuckers 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 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 its 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 fucking kid that you made see?
 I don't wanna go to jail I just wanna go home
 And I want those fucking kids at school to just leave me alone
 And I... I hear helicopters make them dip
 I'm fucking 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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Duration
04:14
Key
1
Tempo
78 BPM

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