Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy's Gone

Push, push, push,
Push, push, here it
It's, a girl

a young girl gave birth
Only a child, bringin' another child on earth
15 years of age
But comin' from the ghetto, it won't make the page

See, the way shit go
And to the government she nothin' but another hoe
Thinkin' all she is food stamps
Give her a check and let her hang the school tramps

And mama's mad
'Cause now she gotta watch her little grow up fast
Straight ghetto life, straight drama
Wanted a baby doll, now she's mama

And life is so to her
Askin' why is this happenin' to her
So now she gotta
Between a box of Pampers and a of new tennis shoes

Never had to make that choice
Never heard a voice before
And the ain't nowhere to be found
Too bein' a hoe around town

He just fall into statistic
Claimin' men don't do shit
But the way it is
And little do they know also sheds tears

'Cause he don't what to do
Be a father to his child, or run a crew
You might say, choice, be a father
But why he do it when his father didn't bother?

Just sample, I guess
Of black men bad examples
deep about the whole thing
Takes his last bit of money and goes to buy a ring

And her to marry her
Promise to get a job, so he can her
Thinkin' the way to do it
But do they know that there's much more to it

'Cause is demandin'
It takes lots of patience and
But go and tie the knot anyway
And be gettin' their own crib any day

The first of months were alright
A new crib, to a new life
But came the arguments
And the constant got 'em thrown out their apartment

So now they gotta in with her momma
And that adds to the muthafuckin' problems
'Cause now he's feelin' he failed
And while asleep he grabs his shit and bails

out the do', black
And never takes another look
Now house is an unhappy home
Now daddy's gone, daddy's gone, yeah

Daddy broke before I in this muthafucka
And left the job to be done by my mother
Raised up by my son
'Cause my mark-ass never came around for guidance

So now I'm to stand up on my own two
'Cause mommy dear had to work three jobs,
He didn't even want my
I guess the mark-ass wasn't down to begin with

Too late to come around with his ass
And beatin' up my mom with his ass
And got dread
I I shouldn't talk so bad about my dad

So here it is,
If you gon' have babies, you need to father them
'Cause if you don't in due
Your kids'll speak about daddy like I do mine

So do yourself a
Take kids to the park, buy 'em shit, and they'll pay you later
But not the issue
If you'd die right now your kids wouldn't even miss you

So put away caddy
Call your up and tell her to make room for daddy
if you don't you'll be alone
And the thing they'll say about daddy, is daddy is gone
Daddy's gone,