Drinking Fathers Songtext
von Eddie Murphy

My pa, anybody have one of those fathers that drink?
My father used to get drunk on Friday nights
And come home and talk shit for like six hours
The same shit over and over and over again
And swear they′re saying some heavy shit to you, too

First, he would mess with my mother, you know?
He'd go and mess with my mother for a little while
Then my mother would go get the iron
And wrap the cord around her hand
Start swinging that shit, saying

I think you better leave me alone, sweetheart
He′s drunk, but he ain't crazy, he'd come to my room then, right?
He′ll start fucking with me, my father
You could feel him in the doorway, looking at you too
And he′ll stand there for like three hours just staring at you

And you turn over and your father's standing there on
Get your ass out of the bed, hey, hey, do you know what it is?
You know, this is life, this is my house
And I know you don′t get motherfuckers, you don't listen to me


I′m just saying, you a man, God damn
Say, hey, in my heart and my head
And the mother, don't you know this? Yes
Then all the shit you did bad all year
Comes out that night, right?

But it don′t make no sense, because it's all up
You come in this house, you come in with the motherfucker
You got a fucking 60 on your poor card, you don't say shit to me

You don′t wash your ass, Eddie
I got to tell you to take out the garbage
I got to tell you to clean up the room, I work all day
I′m going to come home and cut the fucking grass
No, I'm not going to do this, God damn it, you don′t listen to me
You don't sweep, this motherfucking floor, you don′t do nothing
Why don't you, and why don′t you clean it?

And this motherfucking dog you bring in, he said, he said
Let me take care of this dog, I get you the dog
You don't clean up after this motherfucking dog

You ever notice that? If your dog like takes a shit in the room
You pretend you don't see it
′Cause you know you have to clean the shit up
You just walk past the shit, and let your brothers clean that shit
I don′t see no shit on the floor


And this shit been in my den for three months
Tripped over that shit, I tell you, you don't know this
Hey, you got to, you got to know what I mean

Once he came home real drunk, on a Friday night after payday
With his paycheck, a big wad of money in his pocket
He came home and challenged me and my big brother

Hey, hey, hey, turn that fucking TV off
No motherfucker, motherfucker Quincy kissed my ass
I know, no, you think you′re a man
You lift the weights, big shark, motherfucker
You lift the weight, pressing weight
I kick your ass, I will kick your ass
He did like this to my head, I kick your ass

It was like a physical thing
Charlie you thing you have shit motherf-, I beat your ass so bad
And you and your brother and your mother can you take this shit
And get the fuck out of here, I tell you one thing
That I will kick your ass

I tell you what, I have to pay 500 Dollars
You beat my ass, you get it, every penny
You can have every penny, we beat the shit out that old man

We tried to kill that motherfucker
Drunk people can't fight for shit
They be trying to talk shit while you beat their puff
Do you know, listen, puff, kick his ass
The next day they don′t remember that shit
He said, hey, where's my fucking money at?
And why is my lips all bursted out?
I don′t know pa, and I'm gonna wanna get a bike