[00:00.00] 作词 : Derrick Johnson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Derrick Johnson
[00:13.43]My father died the day I came out of my mother's hole
[00:16.77]And left a burden on my soul until I was old enough
[00:19.84]To understand that the ****ing world didn't like me much
[00:23.16]He loved my moms enough to bust a nut and then he shake Junt
[00:26.50]Bring your pops to school day for twelve years I cheated
[00:29.94]Told the ****ing faculty that he was at a meeting and
[00:33.03]Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
[00:36.07]Made a U-turn on the way there like 'the **** am I thinking'
[00:39.14]Birthdays, Christmas my only ****ing wishlist was CDs (and a father)
[00:42.59]And a new fitted instead I got some CDs
[00:46.09]I hated, some Ritalin, some white socks
[00:49.91]I was hyper because I didn't get attention from my real pops
[00:52.70]Cops say I'm supposed to be in jail but they don't know it's me
[00:56.04]Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit
[00:59.00]Well I guess I had one because nigga I'm it
[01:02.84]You smell that? That's the odor of success b***h
[01:06.34]I know I'm not the only bastard in America
[01:11.85]So I'm going to need some help, on this next part
[01:17.33]Scream it with me niggas
[01:20.49]**** you (I'm good)
[01:21.20]**** you (I graduated)
[01:22.40]Without you (I'm good)
[01:23.91]**** you (I'm good)
[01:25.51]B***h eighteen (I'm good)
[01:27.17]**** you (I'm good)
[01:28.73]Got a car nigga (**** you)
[01:30.44]Eat a d**k b***h
[01:33.19]Father's Day was the worst when it came to gifts
[01:35.78]Cause I ain't know for who or what the **** to get
[01:38.51]Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like
[01:44.02]Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, ****ing right
[01:46.53]I ain't look up to Obama and Nixon, I look up to the Hugos and Dixons
[01:52.03]The niggas in the vision rap about the shit they cooking in the kitchen
[01:56.26]Purging keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys
[02:00.19]My father never seen me, the nigga probably Stevie
[02:04.29]He bought me a hoodie, a couple albums
[02:07.51]Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears
[02:10.02]And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes
[02:13.00]You ****ing dipped out, I swear to God if I see you
[02:16.42]I'm a get out the M-16 and let a nigga clip out
[02:19.99]Cause in 16 years, you let your kid doubt the existence, none
[02:24.59]I don't give a shit either like father, like son, I'm done
[02:27.49]He ain't give a **** about me
[02:31.18]He ain't give a **** about you
[02:33.88]He ain't give a **** about we
[02:37.50]So what the **** we going to do?
[02:40.58]**** you (I'm good)
[02:42.15]**** you (I graduated)
[02:43.48]Without you (I'm good)
[02:45.05]**** you (I'm good)
[02:46.80]B***h eighteen (I'm good)
[02:48.47]**** you (I'm good)
[02:49.99]Got a car nigga (**** you)
[02:51.57]Eat a d**k b***h
[02:53.69]The cold is nice, and I'm not talking about the weather
[02:56.57]The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called
[03:00.09]He said you're better without him, I'm not the only shit
[03:03.56]Without them, how to tie a tie and how to get your suit hemmed up
[03:06.66]Take it to the shop, then what?
[03:09.27]**** it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin shit
[03:12.65]Luck on my brim Supreme keeps me warm
[03:15.68]When the cold blood swarms in my veins, **** rain in the summer
[03:18.93]The bummer is the fact that I'm black
[03:22.38]And I hang with white Neos whose marrow stays frio
[03:25.35]Now this counselor is trying to tell me that I'm emo, she don't give a ****
[03:28.80]D-low where's the trigger, I'll let this bullet play hero.. bang
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作词 : Derrick Johnson
作曲 : Derrick Johnson
My father died the day I came out of my mother's hole
And left a burden on my soul until I was old enough
To understand that the ****ing world didn't like me much
He loved my moms enough to bust a nut and then he shake Junt
Bring your pops to school day for twelve years I cheated
Told the ****ing faculty that he was at a meeting and
Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
Made a U-turn on the way there like 'the **** am I thinking'
Birthdays, Christmas my only ****ing wishlist was CDs (and a father)
And a new fitted instead I got some CDs
I hated, some Ritalin, some white socks
I was hyper because I didn't get attention from my real pops
Cops 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 going to be shit
Well I guess I had one because nigga I'm it
You smell that? That's the odor of success b***h
I know I'm not the only bastard in America
So I'm going to need some help, on this next part
Scream it with me niggas
**** you (I'm good)
**** you (I graduated)
Without you (I'm good)
**** you (I'm good)
B***h eighteen (I'm good)
**** you (I'm good)
Got a car nigga (**** you)
Eat a d**k b***h
Father's Day was the worst 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 like
Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, ****ing right
I ain't look up to Obama and Nixon, I look up to the Hugos and Dixons
The niggas in the vision rap about the shit they cooking in the kitchen
Purging keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys
My father never seen me, the nigga probably Stevie
He bought me a hoodie, a couple albums
Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears
And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes
You ****ing dipped out, I swear to God if I see you
I'm a get out the M-16 and let a nigga clip out
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid doubt the existence, none
I don't give a shit either like father, like son, I'm done
He ain't give a **** about me
He ain't give a **** about you
He ain't give a **** about we
So what the **** we going to do?
**** you (I'm good)
**** you (I graduated)
Without you (I'm good)
**** you (I'm good)
B***h eighteen (I'm good)
**** you (I'm good)
Got a car nigga (**** you)
Eat a d**k b***h
The cold is nice, and I'm not talking about the weather
The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called
He said you're better without him, I'm not the only shit
Without them, how to tie a tie and how to get your suit hemmed up
Take it to the shop, then what?
**** it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin shit
Luck on my brim Supreme keeps me warm
When the cold blood swarms in my veins, **** rain in the summer
The bummer is the fact that I'm black
And I hang with white Neos whose marrow stays frio
Now this counselor is trying to tell me that I'm emo, she don't give a ****
D-low where's the trigger, I'll let this bullet play hero.. bang