Odd Future - Bastard lyrics

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Odd Future - Bastard lyrics

[Intro] Yo, f** 2DopeBoyz and f** Nah Right And any other f**-n***a-a** blog that can't put an 18 year old n***a Making his own f**ing beats, covers, videos and all that sh** f** you post-Drake-a** cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rapping f**-n***a-a** Hypebeast n***as, now back to the album [Dr. TC] Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC and um, I'm guessing That your teacher sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, and the next day So, just tell me something about yourself Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are going to go slower [Verse 1] This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought, this food for d**h, go ahead and f**ing eat My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never f**ing meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor, this ba*tard is so possessed This meeting just begun, n***a I'm Satan's son [Verse 2] My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other f**ers Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording I'm feeling like the bulls, I've got a gang of wolves Odd Future is children that's f**ed up in they mental Simple but probably not, f** them [Verse 3] I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as f** Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick s**ed Suspended from school coolest n***a without effort Easy to spot like black b**hes with fake leopard Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on Cause this album pack enough evil That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this [Verse 4] I go from AP to JC inside a f**ing week Waking up with random girls like "Yo, b**h, how the f** we meet?" I stay with grandma, she always b**hing about her carpet Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start sh** No to d** I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor cla**es By those that were slow as mola**es, take this sh** to school [Verse 5] Raquel treat me like my father like a f**ing stranger She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler All because she said no to homecoming, demons running Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught, go to sleep [Verse 6] I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky f** me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either A f**ing sin or too illegal play this sh** in church [Verse 7] I graduated without honors or f**ing father He died (I'm so sorry) No b**h, don't even f**ing bother I wanted a brother my mother I told her But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada So both of our imaginations are creations of the f**ing situation That's having our brains racing like Dayton, wearing some f**ing Heelys [Verse 8] I know you f**ing feel me, I want to f**ing k** me But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11 Seven, what's religion n***a? I am legend I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition I created O.F. cause I feel we're more talented Than 40 year old rappers talking about Gucci When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers With the same problem, the only way to solve them Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that sh** up, Rick Ross it sh** it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious Cause my mother let me do what I want She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear The sh** is so bare, my diary isn't hid My father didn't give a f**, so it's something I inherit My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents When Danielle or Milan decide to f**ing share This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I'm bad for you kids to listen to Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it [Interlude: Dr. TC] Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say Uh, who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating [Verse 9] My wrist is all red from the cutter Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah Well that's not her f**ing name, but I think this sh** is clever My n***as wanna know if I'm f**ing, if I'm kissing But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen Cause I don't give a sh** like sitting down pissing Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy Losers can never win me, you can never offend me My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this f** a deal, I just want my father's email So I can tell him how much I f**ing hate him in detail [Outro: Dr. TC] Wow, umm, so Tyler if you had the chance to tell him something What would you tell him?