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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
daddy 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 as a psycho
I to hide under the covers with my eyes closed
Cryin and hopin tonight that daddy trip
Cause momma 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 that would die
Cause over momma's sufferin a swoll up black eye
And at the end of my prayers, cryin myself to
All I think about was FUCK MY DADDY
A well family, yo I don't know
The way I grew up, wasn't nuthin like The Cosby
Pops gave me no props, just cheap shots
Say the wrong and I just might get dropped
Cause I remember times when I for a quarter
And pops was on the verge of a voluntary
screamin about the bills he had to pay
The story of his life, I thought about a
Front for his and spendin all his ends
on his women, his and alcohol binges
My brother, my mother and me got two's and
pants, Top Ramen, and holy shoes
It even got so scandalous, pops had me the night
takin graveyard
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 of the broken home
Another sad face the sickness
Daddy die, God is my witness
For doin my mother wrong, and breakin up her home
The reason that I this song
is for those who can't or won't, I say it
MY DADDY!
"Now you know, that you can't your momma we came here tonight."
"But my moms."
"I care, I'm your daddy -- boy you don't be talkin back"
"That right 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 talk back to me boy! 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 has been hell
You had two roles to play, momma and as well
I'm for the times I brought trouble home
Without a daddy thought a lot I had to on my own
At the young age of I start drinkin brews
And I had to teach myself how to screw
And for my brother 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 around, cause see she had three jobs
Cause daddy done tracked out, and us with the bills
Now we eatin burgers, and stale bread, and Skittles
Huh, and now that I back, I'm glad I was young
nowadays I mighta peeled his cap
Woulda grew up in a crazyhouse or
most of my life, in maximum security
But nah, cause I'll be goin out just a sucka
When I was young, pops told me that I'd to be nuttin
keep tellin me revenge is a loss so don't sweat
But I think of daddy I think of broke necks
Now, some might say that I'm for speakin the truth
But when you tell the you gotta kick the whole scoop
This ain't a diss to every father some fathers are cool
This is a message from the Dub, I had to include
To every kid on the like me, hurtin badly
Put up your middle finger and say, MY DADDY!
"Fuck you, ass punk motherfuckin daddy!"