Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Daddy

[W.C.]
FUCK MY DADDY, is I've been wantin to say for the longest
I'm givin peace to moms, cause was the strongest
Cause daddy abandoned me at a age
And shoved me and my baby my mother's way
And comin home late night
I used to hear him momma by the neck, lookin for fights
Lit as a wino, but sick as a
I to hide under the covers with my eyes closed
and hopin tonight that daddy didn't trip
Cause already need stitches in her top lip
Cause got mad and beat the hell out of her
And throwin against the wall every night, became a regular
I used to and hope that daddy would die
Cause over nothin sufferin a swoll up black eye
And at the end of my prayers, myself to sleep
All I think about was FUCK MY DADDY
A rounded family, yo I don't know
The way I up, wasn't nuthin like The Cosby Show
Pops never me no props, just cheap shots
Say the wrong thing and I just get dropped
I remember times 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 about a runaway
for his friends and spendin all his ends
on his women, his and alcohol binges
My brother, my and me got two's and fews
pants, Top Ramen, and holy shoes
It got so scandalous, pops had me spendin the night
takin chances
in the bed with his girlfriend kids
And I'm scared to tell my momma cause I might not
I guess you can say that Poppa was a Rolling Stone
But me I'm just a victim of the plague of the home
Another sad with the sickness
Daddy die, God is my witness
For doin my mother wrong, and up her happy home
The reason that I wrote song
is for those who can't or won't, I say it
MY DADDY!
"Now you know, you can't tell your momma we came here tonight."
"But my moms."
"I don't care, I'm your daddy -- boy you don't be back"
"That ain't though."
"I SAID you don't back to me son, WHAT'S WRONG 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.]
you momma for givin birth to me, God knows
you got an abortion, and didn't have to deal with me
I know the last twelve years has been
You had two roles to play, momma and daddy as
I'm sorry for the times I brought home
Without a daddy thought a lot I had to on my own
At the age of nine I start drinkin brews
And I even had to teach how to screw
And for my little brother things no better see
To him I was the closest he ever had to daddy
Helped him his school and then taught him how to squab
Momma around, cause see she had three jobs
Cause daddy done tracked out, and us with the bills
Now we Wish burgers, and stale bread, and Skittles
Huh, and now that I back, I'm glad I was young
Cause nowadays I peeled his cap
grew up in a crazyhouse or penetentiary
Spendin of my life, in maximum security
But nah, cause I'll be goin out just a sucka
When I was young, pops told me I'd grow to be nuttin
They keep tellin me is a loss so don't sweat
But everytime I think of I think of broke necks
Now, some might say that I'm for speakin the truth
But you tell the truth you gotta kick the whole scoop
This ain't a 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, badly
Put up your middle and say, FUCK MY DADDY!
"Fuck you, ass punk motherfuckin daddy!"