Théo GOUDE - radical (feat. Roy Markson) Lyrics

"Don't think, feel
It is like a finger pointing away to the moon
Don't concentrate on the finger
Or you will miss all that heavenly glory
Do you understand?"

Huh, I just wanna love myself

"Never take your eyes off your opponent, even when you bow"

Got me sick and tired
In a wig and tie
Never let me shine
Cuz I'm way too shy
Complain 'bout my life
Cuz I got the time
Does that make it wrong?
Is that radical?

Got me sick and tired, to watch the world float by
Sipping on a lie
Am I even alive?
Forced to hush my mouth
To never spit thoughts out
Where's my idols?
How's that radical?

See, I'm walking down a long lane
Behind me every single scene seems to share the same theme
Stars are shooting by and I feel bad for seeking fame
But how these Asian kids gon' know they allowed to claim their pain?

Everyday I share my blessings to the Pacs and Duvernays
When they finally see us you best understand they gon' parade
And then there's Brian, Bea, Deb and some the 88's
I'm pretty sure most don't know the other half these names

And that's all cool and it's okay, cuz that's gon' change
I see it now, I see a crowd, unfazed by names
A world away from all the pests
A parasite in a nice dress
We getting Oscars no more petting this our nest (for real man)

Grew up with comic books they gave me hope and well harassed
And today they love my chinky eyes where were you at?
How's Goku with black hair and pupils just a strong goofy?
But when he blonde with blue eyes, kapchagui that's legendary?

I wish my sisters wouldn't mask their faces with they hands
I wish my brothers wouldn't hide behind some weights to feel like men
I wish we finally got respect and not just be the model friends
I wish we burned our boxes stop riding on them trends

Cuz I ain't a POC i'm just non-white
I swear I ain't that angry, this not just spite
The boy in me still hurts inside
My name was ninja till the end of senior high

Hi

See
Growing up I didn't get much to look up to
I didn't have that many idols
Like the Bruce Lee's and the Jackie Chan's would be there but
Never be taken seriously like that
And today I speak up and
Some people think I'm radical for some reason
That's shit whack
Stop acting like you never hated
I appreciate it, but stop posing man

Got me sick and tired, to watch the world float by
Sipping on a lie
Am I even alive?
Forced to hush my mouth
To never spit thoughts out
Where's my idols?
How's that radical?

Got me sick and tired
In a wig and tie
Never let me shine
Cuz I'm way too shy
Complain 'bout my life
Cuz I got the time
Does that make it wrong?
How's that radical?
How's that radical?
How's that radical?
How's that radical?