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[W.C.]
FUCK MY DADDY, is somethin I've wantin to say for the longest
I'm givin to moms, cause moms was the strongest
Cause daddy abandoned me at a age
And shoved me and my baby brother my way
And home late every night
I used to hear him momma by the neck, lookin for fights
Lit as a wino, but as a psycho
I used to hide under the covers with my closed
Cryin and hopin tonight that daddy trip
Cause momma need stitches in her top lip
daddy got mad and beat 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, myself to sleep
All I could think was FUCK MY DADDY
A rounded family, yo I don't know
The way I grew up, wasn't nuthin like The Show
Pops never gave me no props, cheap shots
Say the wrong and I just might get dropped
Cause I remember times when I asked for a
And pops was on the verge of a manslaughter
Always about the bills he had to pay
The story of his life, I thought about a
Front for his friends and spendin all his
on his women, his dope and alcohol
My brother, my mother and me got and fews
Secondhand pants, Top Ramen, and 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 guess that you can say that was a Rolling Stone
But me I'm just a victim of the plague of the broken
Another sad face the sickness
Daddy must die, God is my
For doin my mother wrong, and up her happy home
The that I wrote this song
is for those who or won't, I say it gladly
MY DADDY!
"Now you know, that you can't your momma we came here tonight."
"But my moms."
"I don't care, I'm your -- boy you don't be talkin back"
"That ain't though."
"I SAID you don't talk back to me son, WHAT'S WRONG 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 coulda got an abortion, and have to deal with me
I the last twelve years has been hell
You had two roles to play, momma and daddy as
I'm sorry for the times I brought home
a daddy thought a lot I had to learn on my own
At the age of nine I start drinkin brews
And I had to teach myself how to screw
And for my little brother things 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
Cause daddy done tracked out, and us with the bills
Now we eatin burgers, and stale bread, and Skittles
Huh, and now I look back, I'm glad I was young
Cause I mighta peeled his cap
Woulda grew up in a crazyhouse or
most of my life, in maximum security
But nah, I'll be goin out just like a sucka
When I was young, told me that I'd grow to be nuttin
They tellin me revenge is a loss so don't sweat
But everytime I think of daddy I think of broke
Now, might say that I'm wrong for speakin the truth
But when you tell the you gotta kick the whole scoop
This ain't a diss to every father cause some fathers are
This is a message the Dub, that I had to include
To every kid on the Circle like me, badly
Put up your middle finger and say, MY DADDY!
"Fuck you, ass punk motherfuckin daddy!"