Stepdad

作词 : M Mathers/A. Maman/L. Resto/L. Alberto Spinetta/J. Carlos Amaya/C. Cuatia

作曲 : M Mathers/A. Maman/L. Resto/L. Alberto Spinetta/J. Carlos Amaya/C. Cuatia

Hey, yo

(This song's about)

My, my stepdad

(Let's see if this ever happened to you)

I, I hate

My, my stepdad

One thing that sticks in my craw

When I was six and I saw my stepfather hittin' my mom

Socked her right in her eyeball

I'm startin' to think I'm psychotic

With all the pictures that I draw of

Shit that I already witnessed, this probably twisted my thoughts

All I can hear is drama with mom and him

I can always hear 'em arguin' down the hallways

The walls are thin so the noise is startin' to feel like the norm

My dog pissed on the carpet, he stomped it so hard

Doctors had to put it down

He killed my chihuahua, this mother****er!

I, I, hate

My, my stepdad (Stepdad)

So tonight I'm sayin', "Bye-bye stepdad" (Stepdad)

Outside, I look like I'm calm

Inside, I'm a tickin' time bomb

'Cause of this mother****er, who sticks his dick in my mom (My mom)

Last night, he said I left the kitchen light on

But he walked in there this morning and purposely flipped it, I saw him

Hickory switch to my bottom, I counted sixty-nine times

He swatted me with it, I'm cryin'

He just started hittin' me harder

God, I just wish I could jaw him

If I could get my weight up

But I'm just a second grader

This prick is bigger than I am

But I've been readin' at school about this shit called liquid cyanide

I'm fantasizin' at night when he's sleepin' at just the right time

Sneak up with a lethal injection

And put him down like they did to my dog

I'm talkin' euthanasia (Euthanasia), like kids in Taiwan

This ****in' shit's like Saigon

Neighbors called police on him

So many battery charges, this dude's like lithium ion

Then mom and him let bygones (Bygones)

Just be bygones

So on eggshells, I walk and just try not to piss this guy off

But this why I

I, I, hate

My, my stepdad (Stepdad)

So tonight I'm sayin', "Bye-bye stepdad" (Stepdad)

So this year, I'm goin' to the fifth and I'm tall

I'm five foot six on my block, I'm the toughest kid but I got

Way bigger fish to fry

Which is why I'm tryin' to get this bitch to fly off

The hand'll wait for the fist to fly off to put this guy in a pine box

He's always lookin' for chaos but tonight I've cooked up a plan

So this Christmas, I got some color books and some crayons

I'm layin' on the floor, in the living room with some friends colorin'

He walks by, kicks my arm and goes "Whoops" and just laughs

I yelled for mom (Mom) and as she's rushin' to my defense

I stood up and said, "**** you punk" and I took off and ran

To my bedroom, as I fled

Knowin' shit would hit the fan

Slammed the door and hid behind it with an aluminum bat

He kicked it in

I swung it hard as I could at his head

His noodle went splat, he fell right at the foot of my bed

I'm a little bit scared but my anger's overtooken the fear

I threw down the bat and just started whoopin' his ass

Beat him with my bare hands, the big bad wolf ain't so bad

"Ding-dong," the pussy is dead, the bully finally gets his

Stomped him until he pissed enough to fill a two liter wein

Then buried him next to my dog

And if I go to juvie for this, I'ma tell 'em

I, I, hate

My, my stepdad (Stepdad)

So tonight I'm sayin', "Bye-bye stepdad" (Stepdad)

'Cause I, I, hate

My, my stepdad (Stepdad)

So tonight I'm sayin', "Bye-bye stepdad" (Stepdad)