Luyện nghe bài hát Inglorious

1]
My father the day I came out of my mother's hole
And left a on my soul until I was old enough
To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me
He loved my moms enough to bust a nut and then he shake
Bring your pops to school today for twelve I cheated
the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and
Bring dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
a U-turn on the weather like "the fuck am I thinking"
Birthdays, Christmas my only fucking wishlist was (and a father)
And a new fitted instead I got some
I hated some Ritalin, 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 know it's me
Statistics say that niggas with no ain't going to be shit
I guess I had one because nigga I'm it
You smell that? That's the of success bitch

I know I'm not the only bastard in
So I'm to need 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 when it came 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, fucking
I ain't look to Obama and Nixon, I look up to the and Dixon's
The niggas in the rap about the shit they cooking in the kitchen
Pushing keys like them niggas were banging on the keys
My father never seen me, the nigga Stevie
He bought me a hoodie, a couple
Like that's going to make up the and the tears
And the money that my momma on rent and clothes
You fucking out, I swear 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 the existence, none
I give a fuck either like father, like son, I'm done

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

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