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will i ever be a dad part ii - mc jesus lyrics

as i had reflected on how it was to become a dad
i noticed how my cell mate had gotten mad
he told me he used to sell sh-t and he had a kid
who had grown big during the ten years he had spent in jail ye
he fell tears, he was eight years the day that he left off
he told his boy:
“promise me son don’t follow my footsteps or you’ll end up dead and gone
protect your mum, you’re in charge of this family”
but he was a fan of me
they lived poorly with just a can of beans
no cable tv, no warm sheets when winter
he became mad at me
“dad you selfish c-nt, you have left us to rot
mums in a bad spot, i’ve started smoking pot, i cut
and you see dad i can’t stop
i got the l-st for the big pots, angel dust and i’ve started
har-ssing cops
it’s a lot of fun, watching them trying to catch me when i run
they say i’m a b-m, but i’m still taking care of mum
i’ve made big money of this drug business
i got respect on the street, and i get to f-ck b-tches
but still mum gets to wash dishes
compared to you i made a f-cking difference
you remember that teacher and my cl-ss in primary school?
they made a fool of me, all because of you
couldn’t disagree, all the accusations about you was true
well she’s dead now, our force was brutal
i’m on some weird f-cking sh-t, the f-cking society says i need a psychologist
they keep saying i’ll end as you, and that we’ll meet in prison
i keep on writing my bars and keep on dissing
p-ssing on society and hope one day it listens
and allow me to peacefully do my business
i’ll keep running from my imprisonment
with a prepared testament, a glock, and a fishing net
filled with the heads of those who do me wrong
so many sick individuals that we live among
i’m thinning the numbers
i f-ck a b-tch and then i dump her
i cut off their genitalias and throw them in the dumpsters
holy sh-t this world is just a bunch of freaking monsters
and it’s all because of you
all because of you
i should never have been born, you know it’s f-cking true
so here’s to tell you i stopped running
but i’m not putting my fat -ss in jail, no i’m not coming
so bye dad this is the last h-llo
i’ve arranged a meeting with an executioner
i’m heading for the gallows”

his soon took his own life a few days ago
will i ever be a dad?
h-ll no

- mc jesus lyrics

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