Luyện nghe bài hát Inglorious

1]
My father died the day I out of my mother's hole
And left a on my soul until I was old enough
To understand that the fucking didn't like me much
He my moms enough to bust a nut and then he shake Junt
Bring your to school today for twelve years I cheated
Told the faculty that he was at a meeting and
Bring that to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
Made a U-turn on the weather "the fuck am I thinking"
Birthdays, Christmas my only fucking was CD's (and a father)
And a new instead I got some CD's
I hated some Ritalin, white socks
I was hyper because I didn't get attention my real pops
say I'm supposed to be in jail but they don't know it's me
Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't to be shit
Well I guess I had one because 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 need some help, on 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 it came to gifts
Cause I ain't for who or what the fuck to get
Now my momma mentioned the day before what she like
Cause she's playing both like her occupation 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 shit cooking in the kitchen
Pushing keys like them niggas that banging on the keys
My father never seen me, the probably Stevie
He bought me a hoodie, a albums
Like that's going to up the years and the tears
And the that my momma spent on rent and clothes
You dipped out, I swear to God if I see you
I'm a get out the and let a fucking clip out
in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none
I don't give a fuck either like father, son, I'm done

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

3]
The cold is nice, and I'm not talking the weather
The skin is thick, no for leather, your father called
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
on my brim Supreme keeps me warm
When the cold blood swarms in my veins, fuck in the summer
The bummer is the that I'm black
And I hang with white neos who's nero frio
Now this counselor is 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