Kid started growin’
Daddy wasn’t there
Seems he doesn’t care
And it’s not fair
Mother no farther
Mofo didn’t bother
But he had a figure
Half cool slash nigga
Excessive drinkin’ liquor
Had his ups and downs
Catch him when he falls
A hunnid somthin’ pounds
Get em’ for he drowns
Call off the hounds
Before he’s under ground
Now he’s seein’ sounds
Addicted to this drug
Hip Hop, first love
Love can’t pay the rent
Unemployed, no job
No helpin’ mama out
And now the lights out
For the third time
So he writes a rhyme
By candle light
Wrote a whole verse
About love and life
Felt so nice
Felt so lovely
Hand writin’ kinda ugly
He would never spit it
Scared you couldn’t fathom
Scared you wouldn’t get it
You’s say it’s so timid
Cause money ain’t in it
Plus it’s so different
Discouraged, for get it
Prolly took a minute
But he finally did it
Now it’s time to get it
Half of Cooley High
No dad, late grad, cap touch the sky

“Inglorious Bastard” Written by Moo 2k9