Luyện nghe bài hát Inglorious

1]
My father the day I came out of my mother's hole
And a burden on my soul until I was old enough
To understand the fucking faggot didn't like me much
He loved my enough to bust a nut and then he shake Junt
Bring your pops to school today for twelve I cheated
Told the fucking that he was at a meeting and
Bring that dude to life day, he at the meeting
Made a U-turn on the weather like "the am I thinking"
Birthdays, Christmas my fucking wishlist was CD's (and a father)
And a new instead I got some CD's
I hated Ritalin, some white socks
I was hyper because I didn't get from my real pops
Cops say I'm supposed to be in jail but they don't know me
Statistics say that niggas with no ain't going to be shit
Well I I had one because nigga I'm it
You smell that? That's the odor of success

I know I'm not the bastard in America
So I'm going to some help, on this next part
it with me niggas

you (I'm good)
you (I graduated)
you (I'm good)
you (I'm good)
Nigga (I'm good)
you (I'm good)
Got a car (Fuck you)
Eat a dick nigga,

2]
Father's Day was the worst when it to gifts
Cause I ain't know for who or what the to get
Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would
Cause she's playing both roles like her was dyke, fucking right
I ain't look to Obama and Nixon, I look up to the Hugo's and
The niggas in the vision rap about the they cooking in the kitchen
Pushing keys them niggas that were banging on the keys
My father seen me, the nigga probably Stevie
He me a hoodie, a couple albums
Like that's going to make up the and the tears
And the money that my momma spent on and clothes
You fucking dipped out, I to God if I see you
I'm a get out the and let a fucking clip out
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence,
I don't give a fuck like father, like son, I'm done

Beats]
He ain't give a about me
He ain't a fuck about you
He ain't a fuck about we
So what the fuck we to do?

3]
The is nice, and I'm not talking about the weather
The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father
He said better without him, I'm not the only fuck
Without them, how to tie a tie and how to get your hemmed up
it to the shop, then what?
Fuck it, proud of her asthmatic thin fuck
Luck on my brim keeps me warm
When the blood swarms in my veins, fuck rain in the summer
The bummer is the fact I'm black
And I hang with white neos nero stays frio
Now this counselor is trying to tell me that I'm emo, she don't a fuck
D-low where's the trigger, let this bullet play hero