JBrawny – Bastard Child Lyrics

JBrawny – Bastard Child Lyrics Fuck you! I rather be a fucking bastard child
Than the son of a washed up pedophile
Come to me, bitch, I won’t let you reconcile
No appeasement from me, hoe, don’t be beguiled
You act like you’ve only been gone for a little while
And come across as if you are not defiled
Not wild, and pretend your life ain’t deviled
You done fucked up now!
Your questions have me riled-up, bitch, shit!
No place to go but down
And that’s ironic, since you left me on the ground
Of my grandma’s house, she’s my mother now
Sheesh, she wants to be my mom’s now like, wow
Better late than never right, JBrawny?
BITCH NO!
I’m not tryna live with no fucking washed-up ho
Who doesn’t take care of her kids or fucking wash their clothes
Living off Section 8 since she got no dough
Cooking snow on the stove for a dime and a nick
But you spend what you make mo- bitch! you ain’t shit
Go back to your pimp, you in the streets sucking dick
So you can earn yourself some dead presidents
But this world ain’t yours, and you’re not rich like Jay-Z
You’re lazy, a fat cunt, a bitch who’s crazy
A baby-happy hoe, you don’t have sex safely
You’re a worthless dog, put you down for rabies

Motherfucker, I’m the Bastard Child
Living so wild my life beats yours by a mile
Piles of shit on my back, I can never smile
Thanks to my parents, now I rock this depression style

Because-

Motherfucker, I’m the Bastard Child
Living so wild my life beats yours by a mile
Piles of shit on my back, I can never smile
Thanks to my parents, now I rock this depression style

Fuck the world, I’ve been alone for 15 years
I’m done dwelling on the past, I’mma wipe these tears
And face my fears and make them go disappear
And focus on myself and future career
I don’t got no time to complain about having no parents
It’s obvious I’m on my own and that apparent
It hurts that they don’t wanna treat me right
But fuck it, I can’t control them, shit, there’s no reason to fight
Or go against them and put them on blast to spite them
So alright then, I’m done fucking fighting this fight man
Actions speak louder than words
Change yourself, care about me and then return
‘Cause to your false reality, I have no concern
But if y’all wanna be my parents again, then here’s the terms
Stop being selfish, ’cause I’m not your fucking object
I’m not no dog, no slave or school project

Motherfucker, I’m the Bastard Child
Living so wild my life beats yours by a mile
Piles of shit on my back, I can never smile
Thanks to my parents, now I rock this depression style

Because-

Motherfucker, I’m the Bastard Child
Living so wild my life beats yours by a mile
Piles of shit on my back, I can never smile
Thanks to my parents, now I rock this depression style

Both of you have tried to control my life
And put me in the middle of your worthless strife
It’s like a knife, stuck in your chest, end the fight
Back and forth bickering, I’m not alright
It’s 9 at night, you’re calling me, “I hate your dad
And if he comes to New York, I’mma whoop his ass
He’s got me gassed, should I use my bat or gat
Or steal his gas or break the glass
On his windows? Or harass that bitch ass bimbo
Or turn that bitch into a fucking widow”
BITCH NO! Stop wilding out, just shout and pout and get all your anger out
This is what I mean
Both of y’all are causing scenes
That neither me or my 5 other brothers should be seeing
Both of y’all need to fucking chill out
And until y’all mature and fix yourselves, I’m out

Motherfucker, I’m the Bastard Child
Living so wild my life beats yours by a mile
Piles of shit on my back, I can never smile
Thanks to my parents, now I rock this depression style

Because-

Motherfucker, I’m the Bastard Child
Living so wild my life beats yours by a mile
Piles of shit on my back, I can never smile
Thanks to my parents, now I rock this depression style

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