paroles de chanson Turning into My Father - Mac Lethal
Knock
knock,
open
up
What's
this
music
that
you're
listenin'
to?
What's
the
name
of
it?
XXXTentacion?
Fun
No
no,
you're
not
in
trouble
Relax,
I
just
wanna
have
a
conversation
with
you
'cause
you're
my
son
For
the
last
hour
I
was
in
my
room
makin'
a
call
And
I
could
hear
this
loud
ass
bass
shakin'
the
wall
Then
his
lyrics?
He
sounds
like
a
psycho
that's
depressive
Why's
there
so
much
anger
and
violence
in
his
message?
I
just
don't
understand
people
your
age
All
you
care
about
is
sex,
and
drugs,
and
pure
rage
My
generation
wasn't
like
that
You
had
to
be
a
poet
with
talent
in
order
to
write
raps
I
just
Googled
this
kid
on
my
phone
to
read
about
him
My
god,
I'm
reading
lots'a
scary
things
about
him
Have
you
read
about
the
terrible
things
he
does
to
women?
And
how
he
had
to
do
time
in
prison?
Listen
I
understand
that
you
wanna
be
cool
and
you
Don't
wanna
be
the
dork
when
you
walk
around
school
But
listenin'
to
him
is
a
terrible
influence
And
when
I
was
your
age,
I
swear
I
wouldn't
do
it
Smarten
up,
find
therapy
in
music
It's
even
better
if
your
parents
can
approve
it
Trust
me,
I
didn't
have
a
dad
that
was
Cool
enough
to
tell
me
when
my
music
was
bad
Wait
wait
Dad,
stop
My
favorite
rapper
died
today
You
don't
need
to
preach
to
me
man,
I'm
okay
I
get
it,
you
think
that
I'm
hostile
and
queer
I
get
it,
you
think
that
my
culture
is
weird
I
get
it,
you
think
that
my
music
isn't
smart
I
get
it,
you
think
I'm
depressed
and
I'm
dark
I
get
it,
you
think
it
sucks,
you
hate
the
beats
Now
let
me
listen
to
it
in
peace,
please
Please
I'm
just
saying
that
my
music
was,
y'know
See
this
XXXTentacion
guy,
we
didn't
have—
We
had
like
2Pac
and
and
actual
talented,
y'know
People
with
perspective,
poets
and
stuff
like
that
What's
this
music
that
you're
listenin'
to?
What's
the
name
of
it?
2Pac
Shakur?
Okay,
that's
fun
No
no,
relax,
you're
not
in
trouble
I
just
wanna
have
a
conversation
With
you
right
now
'cause
you're
my
son
For
the
last
hour
I
was
in
my
room
makin'
a
call
And
I
could
hear
this
loud
ass
bass
shakin'
the
wall
And
his
lyrics?
He
sounds
like
a
psycho
that's
depressive
Why's
there
so
much
anger
and
violence
in
his
message?
I
just
don't
understand
people
your
age
All
you
care
about
is
sex,
and
drugs,
and
pure
rage
My
generation
wasn't
stupid
You
had
to
be
a
talented
artist
if
you
wanted
to
make
music
I
just
opened
the
newspaper
to
read
about
him
My
god,
I'm
readin'
all
these
scary
things
about
him
Have
you
read
about
the
terrible
things
he
does
to
women?
And
how
he
had
to
do
time
in
prison?
Listen
I
understand
that
you
wanna
be
cool
and
you
Don't
wanna
be
the
dork
when
you
walk
around
school
But
listenin'
to
him
is
a
terrible
influence
And
when
I
was
your
age,
I
swear
I
wouldn't
do
it
Man,
try
to
find
therapy
in
music
And
maybe
I
could
play
you
what
your
parents
used
to
groove
with
Johnny
Cash
didn't
sing
about
killin'
He
didn't
care
about
doin'
drugs
and
screwin'
women
Wait
Dad,
stop
My
favorite
rapper
died
today
You
don't
need
to
preach
to
me
now,
I'm
okay
I
get
it,
you
think
that
I'm
hostile,
it's
clear
I
get
it,
you
think
that
my
culture
is
weird
I
get
it,
you
think
that
my
music
isn't
smart
I
get
it,
you
think
that
I'm
depressed
and
dark
I
get
it,
you
don't
understand
rap
beats
Now
let
me
listen
to
it
in
peace,
please
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