Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard

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

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

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

2]
My mother raised me a parent so it's apparent
I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers
Are much important I'm getting angrier while
I'm like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
Odd Future is children that's up on they mental
Simple but not, fuck them

3]
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as
white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked
Suspended from school nigga without effort
Easy to spot like black bitches fake leopard
Soak me up in a tampon, but the lamp on
this album pack enough evil
That you fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this

4]
I go from AP to JC inside a week
Waking up with girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
I stay with grandma, she bitching about her carpet
Every time I walk inside the house, she tend to start shit
No to drugs I never it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
By that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

5]
Raquel treat me like my father a fucking stranger
She still don't know I Sarah to strangle her
Not put her in and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
All she said no to homecoming, demons running
Inside my head me evil thoughts
I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught, go to

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

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

8]
I know you fucking feel me, I want to fucking me
But times I'm so you think I'm silly
I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't 11
Seven, religion nigga? I am legend
I roll with skaters and musicians with an
I created O.F. cause I feel we're talented
Than 40 old rappers talking about Gucci
When they have kids haven't seen in years, impressing their peers
the same problem, the only way to solve them
Is to go to Day convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad, I'm a it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up, it, I'm so damn rebellious
Cause my mother let me do I want
She careless, protective she is the bear
The shit is so bare, my isn't hid
My father didn't give a fuck, so it's I inherit
My mom is all I have so never meet the parents
When Danielle or Malonda decide to share
This boy, I wanna 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 knows I might feel as I'm

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

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