Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard

Yo, fuck 2DopeBoyz and Naw Right
And any fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18 year old nigga
Making his own beats, covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now to the album

[Dr. TC]
Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC, and um, I'm
That your teacher sent you to talk cause you were misbehaving
Um, it's gonna be sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday
So, just tell me something about
Well look, if you don't talk, I mean sessions are going to go slower

1]
This is what the devil plays he goes to sleep
Some food for some food for death, go ahead and fucking eat
My father's dead, I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
I cut my wrist and piano cause I'm so depressed
call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
This just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

2]
My mother me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got for my mother, none of you other fuckers
Are much important I'm getting angrier recording
I'm feeling like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of
Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they
Simple but probably not, fuck

3]
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as
Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my sucked
Suspended school coolest nigga without effort
Easy to spot like black bitches fake leopard
me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on
Cause this album pack enough
That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school this

4]
I go AP to JC inside a fucking week
Waking up with girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
I stay grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
Every time I inside the house, she always tend to start shit
No to drugs I spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
By those that slow as molasses, take this shit to school

5]
Raquel treat me like my like a fucking stranger
She still don't know I made to strangle her
Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a
All because she said no to homecoming, demons
Inside my telling me evil thoughts
I'm the dream catcher but but nightmares I caught, go to sleep

6]
I wear green hats because I'm lucky
Fuck me the monster said, somehow the dead
Inside of me, but the thoughts it me are still evil
this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my is evil
My fucking samples are too illegal, play this shit in

7]
I without honors or fucking father
He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, don't even bother
I wanted a brother my mother I her
But instead I got a sister, just like me with her nada
So both of our imaginations are creations of the situation
That's having our brains racing like dating, wearing some Heelies

8]
I you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me
But I'm so serious you think I'm silly
I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't 11
Seven, what's religion I am legend
I roll with skaters and musicians an intuition
I created O.F. cause I we're more talented
40 year old rappers talking about Gucci
When they have kids they haven't seen in years, their peers
the same problem, the only way to solve them
Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold
Life's a salad, I'm a it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
Cause my mother let me do I want
She wasn't careless, protective she is the
The shit is so bare, my isn't hid
My didn't give a fuck, so it's something I inherit
My mom is all I have so it's never meet the
When Danielle or Malonda decide to share
This confused boy, I hug hoy, I'm bad for you kids to listen to
Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, it

Dr. TC]
Whoa, umm, it you had a lot to say
Uh, who I might feel as I'm evaluating

9]
My is all red from the cutter
Dripping cold blood the winter, the summer
Is never equivalent to me and Sarah
Well that's not her name, but I think this is clever
My niggas wanna if I'm fucking, if I'm kissing
But I'm sitting downing beers simply just wishing
With a tear they try to tell me but I listen
Cause I don't give a shit sitting down pissing
Eighteen, still to imaginaries
Hopefully they see the talent I carry like Jimmy
Losers can win me, you can never offend me
My goal in life is a Grammy, momma will attend the
Ceremony all my homies, I'm suicidal
This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors this
a deal, I just want my father's email
So I can tell him how much I fucking hate him in

Dr. TC]
Wow, umm, so Tyler if you had the chance to him something
would you tell him?