Radical (Oriental Drill) - BuJaa Beats

Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical No, not gonna lie 'cause I'm killin' your vibe, I'm a radical And I'm not gonna die on the 405, I'm a radical Ooh, nana-nana, help me sing Ooh, nana-nana, help me sing Ooh, nana-nana, help me (help me, help me) I'm not a rebel or a king Not sure they've got a name for me Since we all die eventually Tonight, I'm a radical I'm not a rebel or a king Not sure they've got a name for me Since we all die eventually Tonight Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical Hey See my left ear's weak but my voice is loud, I'm a radical And my heart is broke but my soul is proud, I'm a radical Ooh, nana-nana, help me sing Ooh, nana-nana, help me sing Ooh, nana-nana, help me (help me, help me) I'm not a rebel or a king Not sure they've got a name for me Since we all die eventually Tonight, I'm a radical I'm not a rebel or a king Not sure they've got a name for me Since we all die eventually Tonight, I'm a radical Ooh, I Ooh, I Everyone you know will let you down Everyone you know will let you down I'm not a rebel or a king Not sure they've got a name for me Since we all die eventually Tonight, I'm a radical I'm not a rebel or a king Not sure they've got a name for me Since we all die eventually Tonight Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical Radical, radical, radical, radical, radical, radical

I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left She watched us grow through windowpanes Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way You held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way We never knew what it meant to be whole and free Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way We knew what we lost if we strayed from paths only they could see But sink or swim is all they'd say Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in I felt your breath along the way I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart And you'd hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all It's empty hands or empty plates