Hamell on Trial - I Hate Your Kid

If you bring your kid, with you on a date anymore, to the movies, of the mall, or the grocery store I'm gonna shoot him through the head...I hate your kid.

He's 14 years old, he's pissy and bold, he doesn't do nothing that he is told, he's got, too much pot, if you don't think he's dealing than you have got a lot, to learn, I want to burn your kid.

He's got a gun, he's got a beeper, you caught him with both he said, ""Ah Geez here, ma, I'm just holdin' it for some other guy, not in a million years did I think this bullshit story would fly, you bought it you did, I hate your kid.

i hate your kid, I hate your kid, he's violent and dumb just like someone else I know, his father, why would I bother with this weird genetic strain, what a pain my brain, I hate your kid.

The single parent blues, this is the news, all across the land, lets join hands, and kill that kid...am I overreacting? Well I ain't retracting, look into my eyes, I despise that kid.

Written by:
EDWARD JAMES HAMELL

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