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letra de father figure - reject da illest

[chorus]
saying what i want walk around like i’m bulletproof
i don’t like new n-ggas who the f-ck is you
got the old me on a leash but i’ll cut him loose
got the lord on yo side he ducking too
teach a n-gga not to f-ck with me we whack substitutes
ain’t been feeling fine i’ll columbine my own crew
laugh at how i talk drop clips on the whole room
f-ck a fire drill this heat here! clear the whole school!

[verse 1]
first lesson
b-tch i’m god
nothing more to that
i sacrificed my only son now where your daughter at?
wish that i got paid to k!ll whites i don’t wanna’ rap
hate my voice i read out loud in class and all you b-tches laughed
i wrote a song and said that sh-t to unc he did the same
that little sh-t broke me down now i don’t feel no f-ckin pain
father figure put me out for dope i went in f-ckin sane
i was 10 trying to watch you play the f-cking game
monkey on your back hungry want me out the f-cking way
left to get my cover i was only steps away
stepped back in and you had powder on your f-cking face
only left a couple seconds d-mn pops it couldn’t wait?
thinking we was bonding you hate every second that i stayed
i hate myself for that
feel like a f-ckin burden to this day
maybe that’s the reason people kick me out of everywhere i stay feel like everybody want me out they m-th-f-cking face!
[chorus]
saying what i want walk around like i’m bulletproof
i don’t like new n-ggas who the f-ck is you
got the old me on a leash but i’ll cut him loose
got the lord on yo side he ducking too
teach a n-gga not to f-ck with me we whack substitutes
ain’t been feeling fine i’ll columbine my own crew
laugh at how i talk drop clips on the whole room
f-ck a fire drill this heat here! clear the whole school!

[verse 2]
second lesson you a p-ssy nothing more to that
known to beat sh-t bl–dy hope you wore a pad
b-tch i went to school with told me secrets bout her dad
me and bro got a secret too
dropped his ass!
me and diamond heard the plug daughter scream
n-gga peeking in her window
this before the heat
beat that peeping tom til’ he didn’t make a f-ckin peep
lesson 3 don’t stop til he die or go to sleep
waking up in h-ll no other place i rather be
gotta’ get past this heat you wanna wrestle me
hit yo’ ass with this switch but i ain’t grab it off a tree can’t rest it peace i knocked his chest across the f-ckin street (b-tch!)
you know i’m extra make it messy he get blew in half
had his wife and his son with him
did the baby last
he look so innocent can’t shoot but i’ll shake his ass
in the cemetery with a shovel tryna’ wake my dad!

- reject da illest

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