Worldwide Gunnin` lyrics

Artist  : W.c. 
Song : Worldwide Gunnin`



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[W.C.] 
FUCK MY DADDY, is somethin I've been
wantin to say for the longest 
I'm givin peace
to moms, cause moms was the strongest 
Cause
daddy abandoned me at a young age 
And shoved
me and my baby brother my mother's way 
And
comin home late every night 
I used to hear
him grabbin momma by the neck, lookin for fights

Lit as a wino, but sick as a psycho 
I
used to hide under the covers with my eyes closed

Cryin and hopin tonight that daddy didn't trip

Cause momma already need stitches in her top
lip 
Cause daddy got mad and beat the hell out
of her 
And throwin chairs against the wall
every night, became a regular 
I used to pray
and hope that daddy would die 
Cause over
nothin momma's sufferin a swoll up black eye

And at the end of my prayers, cryin myself to
sleep 
All I could think about was FUCK MY
DADDY 

A well rounded family, yo I don't
know 
The way I grew up, wasn't nuthin like
The Cosby Show 
Pops never gave me no props,
just cheap shots 
Say the wrong thing and I
just might get dropped 
Cause I remember times
when I asked for a quarter 
And pops was on the
verge of a voluntary manslaughter 
Always
screamin about the bills he had to pay 
The
story of his life, I thought about a runaway

Front for his friends and spendin all his
ends 
on his women, his dope and alcohol
binges 
My brother, my mother and me got two's
and fews 
Secondhand pants, Top Ramen, and holy
shoes 
It even got so scandalous, pops had me
spendin the night 
takin graveyard chances

Sleepin in the bed with his girlfriend kids

And I'm scared to tell my momma cause I might
not live 
I guess that you can say that Poppa
was a Rolling Stone 
But me I'm just a victim
of the plague of the broken home 
Another sad
face with the sickness 
Daddy must die, God is
my witness 
For doin my mother wrong, and
breakin up her happy home 
The reason that I
wrote this song 
is for those who can't or
won't, I say it gladly 
FUCK MY DADDY!


"Now you know, that you can't tell
your momma we came here tonight."

"But that's my moms." 
"I
don't care, I'm your daddy -- boy you don't be
talkin back" 
"That ain't right
though." 
"I SAID you don't talk
back to me son, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?"

"Yeah but that's my mom though, you
can't do that." 
"Don't talk back to
me boy! Come here, I'll whoop your little
ass!" 

[W.C.] 
Thank you momma for
givin birth to me, God knows 
you coulda got an
abortion, and didn't have to deal with me 
I
know the last twelve years has been hell 
You
had two roles to play, momma and daddy as well

I'm sorry for the times I brought trouble
home 
Without a daddy thought a lot I had to
learn on my own 
At the young age of nine I
start drinkin brews 
And I even had to teach
myself how to screw 
And for my little brother
things wasn't no better see 
To him I was the
closest thing he ever had to daddy 
Helped him
with his school and then taught him how to squab

Momma wasn't around, cause see she had three
jobs 
Cause daddy done tracked out, and left
us with the bills 
Now we eatin Wish burgers,
and stale bread, and Skittles 
Huh, and now
that I look back, I'm glad I was young 
Cause
nowadays I mighta peeled his cap 
Woulda grew
up in a crazyhouse or penetentiary 
Spendin
most of my life, in maximum security 
But nah,
cause I'll be goin out just like a sucka 
When
I was young, pops told me that I'd grow to be
nuttin 
They keep tellin me revenge is a loss
so don't sweat 
But everytime I think of daddy
I think of broke necks 
Now, some might say
that I'm wrong for speakin the truth 
But when
you tell the truth you gotta kick the whole scoop

This ain't a diss to every father cause some
fathers are cool 
This is a message from the
Dub, that I had to include 
To every kid on
the Circle like me, hurtin badly 
Put up your
middle finger and say, FUCK MY DADDY!


"Fuck you, young ass punk
motherfuckin daddy!"