| You want what for Christmas? |
| Hell no
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| What you mean, «Is this is all we got»?
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| That’s it
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| It’s Christmas time in the Montgomery home
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| Daddy’s actin' all crazy again
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| Mama got herself a bloody nose
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| Daddy slapped her in the face again
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| Why they always gotta fight so much? |
| Damn
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| Mama face swole, me and my bros in a panic state
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| If that’s the case yo, I can’t just stay around this
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| Everything was fine, we just had dinner, we got all the He-Mans
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| Battle Cat, Adam and Cringer, even Castle Greyskull and Snake Mountain
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| Now we sit and listen to y’all argue about how y’all planned this day
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| And y’all just admitted to us Santa fake so Kid Vishis just ran away poutin'
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| Now I gotta go and console him
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| He wasn’t nothin' but a spoiled little boy then
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| Little naive with an innocent cry, all he ever wanted to do was fit in with us
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| And y’all bought him a pair of fake Timberlands and put 'em in a real
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| Timberland box
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| I never forget them boots, they was called «Rugged Outbacks»
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| Mama went and found them at Payless and made us promise not to say nothin'
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| Then Pop came in like he ain’t know nothin' about it
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| Like, «Judy you gon' send that boy out in public like that?»
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| «He'll be just fine, these kids ain’t 'bout to be
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| Lookin' down at his feet for no tree,» and she really meant that
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| Meanwhile, this little arrogant nigga caught himself stuntin' on me and Greg
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| with 'em talkin' about, 'Where y’all Timbs at?"
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| But he was too young to detect sarcasm so we was like, «Nigga, where yo' Timbs
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| at?» |
| Pf-haha
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| It’s Thanksgiving in the Montgomery home
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| Greg just came in here drunk again
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| Now mama tryna cover for him
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| She afraid my daddy gon' punch him again
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| Why you gotta get drunk so much? |
| Damn
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| I wish you would just stay where you was at
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| Instead of comin' home all rude and disrespectin' all our father rules and shit,
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| man
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| The mood done switched me and Vishis playin' Connect Four
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| Our favorite movie just came on the tube and it’s ironic it’s «Bloodsport»
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| And I’m lookin' at Frank Dux and shit, thinkin' you should split
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| Before Daddy come down these stairs of this basement and see you wasted
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| But he just cut me off like, «That nigga ain’t gon' do shit»
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| But the truth is this, he couldn’t whoop my dad even if he was sober
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| I know 'cause he tried once
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| Ended up unconscious, a broke arm and a tooth was chipped
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| My big bro got a lot of emotional problems, he feel that we was all abused as
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| kids
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| He saw mama get dragged down all kinds of stairs like a ragdoll when he was two
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| And this is back when Daddy used to sniff cocaine, poor thang
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| He had to be subjected to this when he gets drunk, he gets to losin' it
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| He gets the illusion that he gon' protect us all from the Big Bad Wolf
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| Stand up to him and prove some shit
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| But all he really doing is stressin' mom out
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| Got her goin', «Boy, you know your daddy up there asleep
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| The food is ready, why don’t you stop
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| Making all this noise and just let him stay 'sleep?»
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| The turkey’s done in the Montgomery home
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| Dad has just been awakened again (Uh oh)
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| Greg is making all kinds of noise
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| Dad is on his way angry again
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| «Who is that making all that God damn noise?» |
| (Not me)
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| «Greggy (Huh?), get up here! |
| You been out there drinking again?
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| What the fuck I tell you about coming in my house with this disrespectful shit?
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| Nigga, where the fuck you done been?»
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| I’m thinking to myself «Greg, please don’t say nothin' stupid, man»
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| Every time my daddy in his drawers and he’s standing in the hallway
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| Mad at somebody, I swear to God he got the same strength as Superman (*Sniff*)
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| My brother turned around and just walks in the kitchen
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| Without even givin' an answer with his back to him like, «I ain’t gotta talk to
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| you, nigga»
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| «Nigga, you don’t hear me talkin' to you?»
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| Next thing my brother did is something that when it comes to my father is
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| something you just don’t do
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| He looked him right in his eyes and he asked him
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| «What the fuck is you gon' do?» |
| (Mm, mm, mm)
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| My father hit him so hard his body hit the stove
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| The oven door hit the fucking floor
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| The turkey fell out the oven hole and landed near the stairs |
| Now Daddy standin' over Greg talkin' 'bout «Nigga, you ain’t hurt!
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| Get up, get up!»
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| And here come Vish' talkin' 'bout, «Dad, I don’t think he gon' get up»
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| Then mama went damn near hysterical (Ahh!)
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| She called the police, the police came
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| Neighbors is all in the street
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| Watching the cops takin' my father out in handcuffs
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| Damn, man that shit was real embarrassin'
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| To all my friends I grew up wit', who grew up fatherless
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| I know through me you live vicariously
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| I want you to know that we ain’t no better than you and yours
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| We all needed therapy
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| We care about each other more
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| Than we care about if anybody understands us
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| What I’m tryin' say is: Fuck you and Happy Holidays from the Montgomery family
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| Every man reaches that point in life
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| Where he don’t want to make excuses no more, more
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| Life took me on a roller-coaster ride
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| I’ve been up, I’ve been down, all the ribbons and my daddy game
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| Took me on highs
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| Turned around and then took me on lows (This is how the story goes)
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| Ohh, then I think about it
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| I use that shit as fuel
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| Then I changed it into
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| (Power), now can’t you feel it? |
| (Can't you feel it? Can’t you feel it?)
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| Can’t you feel it? |
| (Can't you feel it?)
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| That I’m a grown man with (Power), yeah (Yeah)
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| Let me hear you say «yeah» (Yeah)
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| If you was raised in a strict home like me, felt alone like me
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| And it gave you (Power), ooh
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| You can do it too, just look at me
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| See I’m a grown man with (Power), yeah (Yeah, yeah!), everybody say «yeah»
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| If you don’t know the meaning of abusive
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| You’ve been through so much ain’t nothin' nobody can do to you
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| Now can’t you feel it? |
| (Can't you feel it?) I’m a runaway
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| This is how I became, a grown man with (Power)
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| Ooohh, you can do it too, if I can do it
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| Use this (Power), I was a runaway, I was a runaway
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| There ain’t nothin' none of you can do to me, do to me
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| When you were a child growing up with Grandad and Granny
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| Did you really feel like Grandad was a good father to you?
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| Absolutely, absolutely
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| All my friend’s daddies was walking out on them left and right
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| You know he never left us, he was always there for us
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| You know there were a lot of things that happened that I didn’t understand
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| Maybe I might not have answered the question the same way when I was a teenager
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| But I understand and appreciate him so much more now as a man
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| You know 'cause he taught me respect and discipline
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| And consequences for your acts, so yeah, of course
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| Do you think his approach as a father
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| Really shaped the type of father that you are today
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| Or do you in some ways think it had negatives to it?
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| And if so, what kind of negative traits
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| Do you try to avoid having as a father right now, to me?
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| (When you have your own, you’ll understand) |