My dad, once again, pissed me off...dis time I wrote it, and recorded tha day after.
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Story behind the song
My dad on that bullshit again, so dis is how I let it out...
Lyrics
Look Dad I don't live this ta impress you/
Or please mom, I do it cuz it's what I want to//
I'm tha type ta do what I got to ta get signed/
Become an emcee and make this dream of mine//
Turn real, get a deal, and make about 5 mil/
Provide wit meals, all of dis without ridin wit steel//
I got excited but still, you stole my chance/
Ta get signed, how tha fuck can you claim you're a man//
Damn why can't you just leave me alone/
I bet I wouldn't be wishin you was gone if I was holdin tha chrome//
But I'm tryin ta go slow and let you work through dis stage/
Dats why instead I decided ta ink this page//
I think it's time, you get out my life before tha clips fizz/
Ta hit lids and leave you a split bitch//
Cuz I'm heated now, truly focused ta hold toastas/
That'll roast ya, push in ya soul and open ya//
You talkin bout I'm grown, should be self-sufficient/
But that runs parallel wit making my own decisions//
Continue gettin me pissed an' my positions/
'll keep shiftin, while I'm steady spittin precision//
Bringin ya life to an endin, so I can get stacks ta keep spendin/
Ya mind is bendin with tha verbs I'm compressin//
Look fatha you fake, a straight hypocrit/
And that typa ish'll get ya wrist slit//
When I hit, ya body split by force from inertia/
Tha type of work ta, slur ya, my fists'll hurt ya//
Keep thinkin I'ma stay relaxed and sit back/
And watch you just run this crap, and shove my life in tha ass//
Fuck that, you a pussy fa real sick of seein ya grill/
Slittin ya throat wit aces when it's my turn ta deal//
Watchin ya blood spill, hemoglobins congeal/
Ribs crushed, fluids rush ta keep ya body sealed//
Gapin holes in this fakin ho, no payin for this show/
Cuz Blazin knows how ta leave achin bones//
Back in tha day I was tha kid everyone wanted ta have/
Now I must turned bad//
Cuz every other day I'm gettin yelled at/Ova bullshit, but I ain't yet pulled shit/
Like you taught me, lack of action don't mean I won't do it//
Dad fuck you and ya bitch/
I'm sick of this, so watch me move clips//
*Beat stops/Gunshots*
