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[W.C.]
FUCK MY DADDY, is somethin I've been wantin to say for the
I'm givin peace to moms, cause moms was the
Cause abandoned me at a young age
And shoved me and my baby brother my way
And home late every night
I used to hear him grabbin by the neck, lookin for fights
Lit as a wino, but sick as a
I used to under the covers with my eyes closed
Cryin and hopin tonight that daddy trip
momma already need stitches in her top lip
Cause daddy got mad and the hell out of her
And throwin chairs against the wall every night, a regular
I used to pray and hope daddy would die
Cause over nothin sufferin a swoll up black eye
And at the end of my prayers, cryin to sleep
All I could think was FUCK MY DADDY
A well rounded family, yo I don't
The way I grew up, wasn't nuthin The Cosby Show
Pops gave me no props, just cheap shots
Say the thing and I just might get dropped
Cause I remember when I asked for a quarter
And pops was on the verge of a manslaughter
Always screamin the bills he had to pay
The story of his life, I thought a runaway
Front for his friends and all his ends
on his women, his dope and binges
My brother, my and me got two's and fews
pants, Top Ramen, and holy shoes
It even got so scandalous, had me spendin the night
takin graveyard
Sleepin in the bed with his girlfriend
And I'm to tell my momma cause I might not live
I guess you can say that Poppa was a Rolling Stone
But me I'm just a victim of the plague of the home
sad face with the sickness
Daddy die, God is my witness
For doin my mother wrong, and breakin up her home
The reason that I wrote song
is for who can't or won't, I say it gladly
MY DADDY!
"Now you know, that you tell your momma we came here tonight."
"But my moms."
"I don't care, I'm daddy -- boy you don't be talkin back"
"That right though."
"I SAID you don't talk back to me son, WHAT'S WITH YOU?"
"Yeah but that's my mom though, you do that."
"Don't back to me boy! Come here, I'll whoop your little ass!"
[W.C.]
Thank you momma for birth to me, God knows
you coulda got an abortion, and didn't have to deal me
I know the last twelve years has hell
You had two to play, momma and daddy as well
I'm sorry for the times I brought trouble
Without a daddy a lot I had to learn on my own
At the young age of nine I start drinkin
And I had to teach myself how to screw
And for my little brother things wasn't no see
To him I was the closest thing he ever had to
him with his school and then taught him how to squab
Momma wasn't around, cause see she had three
Cause daddy done tracked out, and left us the bills
Now we eatin Wish burgers, and stale bread, and
Huh, and now that I look back, I'm I was young
Cause nowadays I peeled his cap
Woulda grew up in a crazyhouse or
Spendin most of my life, in maximum
But nah, cause be goin out just like a sucka
When I was young, pops told me that I'd to be nuttin
They keep tellin me is a loss so don't sweat
But I think of daddy I think of broke necks
Now, some might say I'm wrong for speakin the truth
But when you tell the you gotta kick the whole scoop
ain't a diss to every father cause some fathers are cool
This is a message from the Dub, I had to include
To every kid on the Circle like me, hurtin
Put up your middle and say, FUCK MY DADDY!
"Fuck you, young ass motherfuckin daddy!"