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Bastard - ATC (start of the album)

  1. This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
  2. Some food for thought? This food for death, go ahead and fucking eat
  3. My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
  4. I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
  5. Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
  6. This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
  7.  
  8. My mother raised me, a single parent, so it's apparent
  9. That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers
  10. Are much important, I'm getting angrier while recording
  11. I'm feeling like the bulls, I've got a gang of wolves
  12. Odd Future is children that's fucked up in they mental
  13. Simple, but probably not, fuck them
  14.  
  15. I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
  16. Drunk white girls: the only way I'll get my dick sucked
  17. Suspended from school, coolest nigga without effort
  18. Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard
  19. Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on
  20. 'Cause this album pack enough evil
  21. That you can't fit inside a Jansport
  22. Go to school with this
  23.  
  24. I go from AP to JC inside a fucking week
  25. Waking up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
  26. I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
  27. Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
  28. No to drugs, I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
  29. By those that were slow as molasses
  30. Take this shit to school
  31.  
  32. Raquel treat me like my father, like a fucking stranger
  33. She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
  34. Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
  35. All because she said no to homecoming, demons running
  36. Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
  37. I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares are caught, go to sleep
  38.  
  39. I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
  40. "Fuck me," the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
  41. Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
  42. With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
  43. I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
  44. A fucking sin or too illegal, play this shit in church
  45.  
  46. I graduated without honors or fucking father
  47. He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, don't even fucking bother
  48. I wanted a brother, my mother I told her
  49. But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
  50. So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
  51. That's having our brains racing like Dayton
  52. Wearing some fucking Heelys
  53.  
  54. I know you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me
  55. But times I'm so serious, you think I'm silly
  56. I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11
  57. Seven, what's religion nigga? I am legend
  58. I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
  59. I created O.F. 'cause I feel we're more talented
  60. Than 40 year old rappers talking about Gucci
  61. When they have kids they haven't seen in years
  62. Impressing their peers
  63. With the same problem, the only way to solve them
  64. Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
  65. Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
  66. Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
  67. 'Cause my mother let me do what I want
  68. She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
  69. The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
  70. My father didn't give a fuck, so it's something I inherit
  71. My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents
  72. When Danielle or Milan decide to fucking share
  73. This confused boy, I wanna hug, oy
  74. I'm bad for your kids to listen to, soy is not the choice
  75. I'm bad milk, drink it
  76.  
  77. Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say
  78. Uh, who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating
  79.  
  80. My wrist is all red from the cutter
  81. Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
  82. Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
  83. Well that's not her fucking name, but I think this shit is clever
  84. My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking, if I'm kissing
  85. But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
  86. With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen
  87. 'Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing
  88. Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries
  89. Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
  90. Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
  91. My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully mom'll attend the
  92. Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
  93. This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this
  94. Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email
  95. So I can tell him how much I fucking hate him in detail
  96.  
  97. Wow, umm
  98. So, Ace, if you had the chance to tell him something
  99. What would you tell him?

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