When Your Dad Got Bars, Pt. 2

Man, come on dad, not again with this man Uh-uh nonono, you shut your damn mouth Listen here You live in my house You live under my roof That mean you got to abide by my rules Do you understand? Yes, I- When I tell you to do something, you do it And I ain't gon' ask you twice (Okay) And I ain't gon' tolerate no back sass Okay dad, I- Nonono, you said I don't know nothing about hip-hop? Okay, okay, watch this I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where Don't pay no bills or do chores And he don't care He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where Don't pay no bills or do chores And he don't care He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair First and foremost Let me explain something quickly This is my house Now let me give this to you simply Next time I give you an order And you go back and forth with me Ima come right over there And stomp your neck into your kidney You a broke boy, meaning you don't make no decisions If I say turn em off, damn it, these my televisions Don't give no damn how you feel, I ain't ask your opinion I pay the bills round here, so when I speak, you listen You ain't worth two dead flies smashed Just looking at ya give me gas I was tryna be nice, but you got one more time Before I kick you out on your ass I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where Don't pay no bills or do chores And he don't care He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where Don't pay no bills or do chores And he don't care He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair You live in my house, you under my roof As long as you staying here, you live by my rules And you ain't gotta like it, hell, that's cool with me If you don't like the way I do it Damn it, you can leave And I ain't gon' miss you, I'm just being real I ain't gon' be mad, it is what it is But until then, you do what I say Ain't no "If" "And's" or "Buts" You do it my way So you can roll your eyes back And you can smack your teeth All ima tell you is you better do it privately Because if I catch you doing any kind of back sass Ima stuck these size 10's right up yo black- (Dad!) Son, I just want to make sure we understand each other Okay, I get it Well I'm glad you do I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where Don't pay no bills or do chores And he don't care He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where Don't pay no bills or do chores And he don't care He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair