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"Foreign Father Figure Ft. NumSkull" (2004)

Idol Eyes:
It don’t take a man to make a man, nor raise a blatant hand.
Against a child, defenseless smile, not of age to take a stand.
Lie awake I plan of being on a lake as fam w/ my dad fishing.
But only time we played catch is when I caught an ass-kicking.
Upper class living, a masked vision, an all American family.
Tried to prepare the man in me in a midst of despair & insanity.
An alcoholic bandit spree, robbing my life, sobbing at night.
Slapping moms around, but to young to be stopping the fight.
Exhausted, I try to get liqs out dads mouth, re-kettles bad bouts.
Only moment of peace is when the beast is settled & passed out.
Family trapped down by a pink elephant, the drink mellows him.
A drowning ship, while he sinks he brings his fellows in.
Wish hell to him, expectations never filled, learn better skills.
I dont cry over spilt milk, only cause I learned... NEVER spill.
I better feel the fury sooth, you dead to me, the juries through.
I’ll bury hatchet with the casket, when alcohol buries you.
…Fuck ya self

NumSkull:
Since I was young, I screamed to the length of my lungs
To get your attention, I know you... sense I'm your son
But my life you given me none of your time or explination
Just stood at the exit sayin, you was from sex & cravings
So I'd set there waitin' for you to apologize with love...
Or compromise a hug, really truth is in your eyes no budge
Shown.. your love's gone, as much are your presence is
Affection is gone.. I wonder where my X-mas presents is
Mom's say dad, "is a sexist bitch, with no respect for women
Big as is testes is... & no value for any of the sex I'd given
All that's left was given, in effort to make it last for you
Shit is just hectic, your missin the presence passing you"
Shed tears, you made my momma cry so then drama lies
Body hotter than a sauna I... have not a tie to mislead yrs.
Of mislead fears. I don't give a fuck about you now dude
Shout to rile you up, fuck it.. we can take it out to bouts you
Have no value, I just never told you the things she said
About you in the bed, to her friends hopin your seeming dead
But the one thing she'd dread would be my greatest joy
This is my letter to your grave, signed your baby boy
..fuck you

Hybrid Angels'