Luyện nghe bài hát Inglorious

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

I know I'm not the bastard in America
So I'm going to need some help, on next part
Scream it 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 nigga, bitch

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 occupation was dyke, right
I ain't look to Obama and Nixon, I look up to the and Dixon's
The niggas in the vision rap about the shit they in the kitchen
Pushing keys them niggas that were banging on the keys
My father never seen me, the nigga Stevie
He bought me a hoodie, a albums
Like that's going to up the years and the tears
And the money that my momma spent on and clothes
You fucking out, I swear to God if I see you
I'm a get out the M-16 and let a fucking out
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid the existence, none
I don't a fuck either like father, like son, I'm done

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

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