Luyện nghe bài hát Inglorious

1]
My father the day I came out of my mother's hole
And left a burden on my soul until I was old
To understand the fucking faggot didn't like me much
He loved my enough 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 to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
Made a on the weather like "the fuck am I thinking"
Birthdays, Christmas my only fucking was CD's (and a father)
And a new fitted instead I got some
I hated some Ritalin, some socks
I was hyper because I get attention from my real pops
Cops say I'm supposed to be in jail but they don't know me
Statistics say that niggas with no father going to be shit
I guess I had one because nigga I'm it
You smell that? That's the odor of success

I know I'm not the only bastard in
So I'm going to need 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 worst it came to gifts
Cause I know for who or what the fuck to get
Now my momma mentioned the day what she would like
Cause she's both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right
I ain't look to and Nixon, I look up to the Hugo's and Dixon's
The niggas in the vision rap about the shit they in the kitchen
Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the
My father never me, the nigga probably Stevie
He me a hoodie, a couple albums
Like going to make up the years and the tears
And the money my momma spent on rent and clothes
You dipped 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 give a fuck either like father, like son, I'm

[Hodgy
He ain't give a fuck me
He ain't give a fuck you
He ain't give a 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 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 suit up
Take it to the shop, what?
Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic fuck
Luck on my Supreme keeps me warm
the cold blood swarms in my veins, fuck rain in the summer
The bummer is the fact that I'm
And I hang with white neos who's stays frio
Now this counselor is to tell me that I'm emo, she don't give a fuck
D-low where's the trigger, let this bullet play hero