Luyện nghe bài hát Inglorious

1]
My father died the day I came out of my hole
And left a burden on my soul until I was old
To that the fucking faggot didn't like me much
He my moms enough to bust a nut and then he shake Junt
Bring your pops to school today for twelve years I
the fucking 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 weather "the fuck am I thinking"
Birthdays, my only fucking wishlist was CD's (and a father)
And a new fitted I got some CD's
I hated Ritalin, some white socks
I was hyper I didn't get attention from my real pops
Cops say I'm supposed to be in jail but they know it's me
Statistics say niggas with no father ain't going to be shit
Well I I had one because nigga I'm it
You smell that? the odor of success bitch

I know I'm not the only bastard in
So I'm going to some help, on this 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 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 both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right
I ain't look to Obama and Nixon, I up to the Hugo's and Dixon's
The in the vision rap about the shit they cooking in the kitchen
Pushing keys like them niggas that banging on the keys
My father never seen me, the nigga probably
He me a hoodie, a couple albums
Like that's going to make up the years and the
And the money that my momma spent on rent and
You fucking out, I swear to God if I see you
I'm a get out the M-16 and let a clip out
Cause in 16 years, you let kid down the existence, none
I don't give a fuck 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 what the fuck we 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 only
Without them, how to tie a tie and how to get your hemmed up
Take it to the shop, what?
Fuck it, momma's of her asthmatic thin fuck
Luck on my brim Supreme me warm
When the cold blood swarms in my veins, fuck rain in the
The bummer is the fact that I'm
And I hang with white neos who's nero stays
Now counselor is trying to tell me that I'm emo, she don't give a fuck
D-low where's the trigger, I'll let this bullet play