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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, moms was the strongest
Cause abandoned me at a young age
And me and my baby brother my mother's way
And comin late every night
I used to hear him grabbin momma by the neck, for fights
Lit as a wino, but sick as a
I used to hide under the covers with my eyes
Cryin and tonight that daddy didn't trip
Cause momma already need in her top lip
Cause daddy got mad and the hell out of her
And throwin chairs the wall every night, became a regular
I used to pray and that daddy would die
Cause over nothin momma's sufferin a up black eye
And at the end of my prayers, myself to sleep
All I could think about was FUCK MY
A well rounded family, yo I know
The way I grew up, wasn't like The Cosby Show
never gave me no props, just cheap shots
Say the wrong thing and I just get dropped
Cause I remember times I asked for a quarter
And was on the verge of a voluntary manslaughter
Always screamin about the he had to pay
The story of his life, I thought about a
for his friends and spendin all his ends
on his women, his dope and alcohol
My brother, my mother and me got and fews
pants, Top Ramen, and holy shoes
It even got so scandalous, pops had me spendin the
takin graveyard
Sleepin in the bed his girlfriend kids
And I'm scared to tell my momma cause I might not
I that you can say that Poppa was a Rolling Stone
But me I'm just a victim of the of the broken home
Another sad face with the
Daddy die, God is my witness
For doin my mother wrong, and breakin up her home
The reason that I wrote this
is for who can't or won't, I say it gladly
MY DADDY!
"Now you know, that you can't tell your momma we here tonight."
"But my moms."
"I care, I'm your daddy -- boy you don't be talkin back"
"That ain't though."
"I SAID you don't back to me son, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?"
"Yeah but my mom though, you can't 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 got an abortion, and didn't have to deal with me
I know the last years has been hell
You had two to play, momma and daddy as well
I'm sorry for the times I brought trouble
a daddy thought a lot I had to learn on my own
At the young age of nine I start drinkin
And I even had to teach how to screw
And for my little things wasn't no better see
To him I was the closest thing he had to daddy
Helped him with his school and then taught him how to
Momma wasn't around, cause see she had jobs
daddy done tracked out, and left us with the bills
Now we eatin Wish burgers, and bread, and Skittles
Huh, and now I look back, I'm glad I was young
Cause I mighta peeled his cap
grew up in a crazyhouse or penetentiary
Spendin most of my life, in maximum
But nah, cause be goin out just like a sucka
When I was young, pops me that I'd grow to be nuttin
They keep me revenge is a loss so don't sweat
But everytime I think of daddy I of broke necks
Now, some might say that I'm for speakin the truth
But when you tell the truth you gotta the whole scoop
ain't a diss to every father cause some fathers are cool
This is a from the Dub, that I had to include
To every kid on the Circle me, hurtin badly
Put up your finger and say, FUCK MY DADDY!
"Fuck you, young ass punk daddy!"