Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard

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

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

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

2]
My mother raised me a single parent so it's
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 not, fuck them

3]
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as
Drunk white the only way I'll get my dick sucked
Suspended from coolest nigga without effort
Easy to spot like black bitches with leopard
Soak me up in a tampon, but the lamp on
Cause this 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 random like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her
time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
No to drugs I never spark it, I to be bullied for honor classes
By that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

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

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

7]
I graduated without or fucking father
He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, even fucking bother
I wanted a brother my mother I her
But instead I got a sister, like me with her mister nada
So of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
That's having our brains racing like dating, wearing fucking Heelies

8]
I know you fucking feel me, I want to kill me
But times I'm so serious you 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 feel more talented
40 year old rappers talking about Gucci
When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their
With the same problem, the way to solve them
Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold
Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so rebellious
Cause my let me do what I want
She careless, protective she is the bear
The shit is so bare, my diary hid
My father didn't a fuck, so it's something I inherit
My mom is all I have so it's never the parents
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 knows I feel as I'm evaluating

9]
My wrist is all red the cutter
Dripping cold blood the winter, the summer
Is never that's equivalent to me and
Well that's not her name, but I think this shit is
My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking, if I'm
But I'm sitting here downing beers just wishing
With a tear try to tell me but I never listen
Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down
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 life is a Grammy, momma will attend the
Ceremony with all my homies, I'm
This my Zombie Circus, I the majors heard this
Fuck a deal, I just want my father's
So I can him how much I fucking hate him in detail

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