Tyler, The Creator - Pigs Fly Lyrics
I was taught to act my shoe-size, never my ageI always judge a book by the cover, never the pageI never judge a murder by weapons, only the rageThat he felt when he dealt with physological phaseThey say that I never cease to amazeWhile half my mental belongs in a cageThe ape is a beast, tranquilize that *****If you niggas selling dope then you selling my shitSelling my assets, I'm so damn illegal that I need to be arrestBut then they'll get my mom for 18 years of posessionShe showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protectionThe pigs fly away in the morningBut I ain't get to see you todayAnd if I wanna go outsideI gotta make sure that I can play hereI bet you've never seen a pig flyI bet you've never seen a pig flyI bet you've never seen a pig flyWell you ain't been looking through my eyesI bet you've never seen a pig fly, noRight next to the fat lady hitting high notesWent to sleep at seven then we woke up from the dreamWore my wings and my jeans but my hat is from SupremeSo I guess that's where I hide my thingsCaged, and the wonder is seenMiddle finger missing so I can not give a *****I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truckSo I'm chasing the dreams, no realitiesHoping that once you're ready you won't be too mad at meBut If so, I'll take the scorn and indeed happilyLong as I can feel my heart tap like happy feetFatherless kids orphans like me and Domo isA ***** that we will never give is like our popsBut what we did was found our niche and made a stitchJust like a shirt, that's why our stains smell like the shitThe pigs fly away in the morningBut I ain't get to see you todayAnd if I wanna go outsideI gotta make sure that I can play hereI bet you've never seen a pig flyI bet you've never seen a pig flyI bet you've never seen a pig flyWell you ain't been looking through my eyesAnd my circus is all night (Don't go home tonightDon't go home tonight, chill, don't go home tonight)And my circus is all night (Don't go home tonight, chillPlease stay, don't go home tonight, don't go home tonight)I'm an odd fellow, the opposite of mellowThe therapist said hell, oh would my mama wonderI was dealing with iller shit like professional plumbersLike Food for Thought was my father but I ain't had the hungerMy self esteem is like me, tall and full of flawsMy pride is gone, I'm that guy like Aaron HallI know some niggas wear their hearts on they sleevesBut I wear mine on my head, Supreme
