Parents

Parents
homie: yo dude my mom can be such a bitch.
acid: my dad can be a little ass too.
homie: i know
acid: yo this beats kinda hot
homie: yeah bust it
parents, parents! don’t fuc*** understand their children they all hate there bands and always wanna hold there hands cause they wanna protect and serve them. / they mean well but don’t do a good job.
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parents don’t understand they never understood they just stand around and boss us around actin like they are the kings and queens and were crowned
Like one day i was with ma gurl at the mall we went to a hall to the right / my mom saw me and ran after me like a fan. and went get out in da public and no hidin in dark corners. / made me pissed as hell that she missed the point as i am a teenager and she was my gurl and we just wanted to get kiss out of da public eye no harm was meant/ i went f*** it you fuc*** suck and went on my way hopin i’d be so lucky as not to see her again / she gained up on me and caused me pain inside my head / wanted her dead for that moment / it caused embarrassing pain she gained noffin by doing that but i passed it on as bein a stupid adult thing.
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parents don’t understand they never understood they just stand around and boss us around actin like they are the kings and queens and were crowned
Outa my mudah and fudah i hated my fudah da most / he always meant well. / he wanted me to do well he always told me never climb that rail or don’t go out in hail. / i went f*** it and did it anyways / he was a air force man. / always on his way leavin in mid day finding happeniness in me when he was there was like finding a nail in a hay stack. i tacked up my raps and kept on truckin noffin couldn’ fuc*** slow me down not even him / he had his misfortunes and fortunes it was all goood until he came about / i went f*** it and attempted to follow his orders. / he attempted to hollow the hip hop out of me even the rap / i called him a sap wanted to slap him across the face / he was worried for my well-being. /

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parents don’t understand they never understood they just stand around and boss us around actin like they are the kings and queens and were crowned
My mudah was a love to me / i enjoyed her she could act like a bitch but she was always able to hitch herself out of that mood she was good as a mother could get / she would do her best she could and leave the rest for god to solve/ always informed me not to smoke weed i don’t need it watch my back and stay out of trouble which was a problem / she was good mudah. / i also listened and obeyed her rules as well as i could but i was a fool at times and fuc*** up it was fine with her she worked it out and went on with life she would rent a movie and we would watch in the livin room to clam our nerves.
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parents don’t understand they never understood they just stand around and boss us around actin like they are the kings and queens and were crowned
Over all parents are good. now attempt to respect them and they will do the same. acid is outa hurr