Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard

Yo, fuck and fuck Naw Right
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
Fuck you cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rapping
Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

[Dr. TC]
Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC, and um, I'm
That your sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving
Um, it's gonna be sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday
So, just me something about yourself
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 some food for death, go ahead and 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 me a single 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 is children that's fucked up on they mental
Simple but probably not, them

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

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

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

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

7]
I graduated 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, like me with her mister nada
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking
having our brains racing like dating, wearing some fucking Heelies

8]
I you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me
But times I'm so you think I'm silly
I'm Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11
Seven, what's religion nigga? I am
I roll with and musicians with an intuition
I created O.F. cause I we're more talented
Than 40 year old rappers about Gucci
When they have they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers
With the same problem, the way to solve them
Is to go to Father's Day with a gold revolver
a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn
Cause my let me do what 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 something I
My mom is all I so it's never meet the parents
Danielle or Malonda decide to fucking share
This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I'm bad for you 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 feel as I'm evaluating

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

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