Luyện nghe bài hát Father Like Son Featbusta Rhymes

[Verse 1: The

30th, 11:07 I got that call
She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to
Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital
Deja vu, I been here before
I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first
Dre, I'm to have a bad boy, family in the lobby
See my nigga Church, "What Up," shit I the camcorder in the truck
Running the maternity ward, out of breath, sweating
I swear to God every minute's starting to feel like a
I seen Hell staring down the of a Smith & Wesson
My son's ultrasound the closest I ever been to
Lord me for my sins, I know it's last minute
Put the in the air, a little hash in it
Spread my wings, If only I fly
Why fight to homie?, If we only living to die

[Chorus: Rhymes]

I you grow up to become that everything you can be
That's all I wanted for you young'n, Father, like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out than me
I hope you I love you young'n, like Father, like Son

My man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

[Verse 2: The

They say every time die a child is born
So I thank the nigga who gave his for the birth of my son
11:32, she at the top of her lungs
I'm panicking, nurse yelling for the to come
All I could remember was class, breathe baby
"One (one), two (two), three (three), (four)," I see the head
Doc busting the door, he between the legs
He see the head, my baby boy
11:46, the out, she screaming, making crazy noise
Pain is love, my stomach like a La-Z-Boy
I'm feeling like Mariah Carey, all butterfly's
Voices to me, sound like Teena Marie
I'm niggas on tour, "Jayo tell ? I just cut the umbilical cord"
11:57, a soldier is born, and he's flesh of my flesh, Harlem Coron

[Chorus: Rhymes]

I hope you grow up to that everything you can be
all I wanted for you young'n, like Father, like Son

But in the end I hope you turn out better than me
I you know I love you young'n, like Father, like Son

My little man, your day is coming, coming, day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

3: The Game]

I wanna thank Dr. ? and Nurse Theresa, for my baby boy to life
You birthed a Caesar, And my Mama, Aliska
For pushing out a 10-pound, 4-ounce Mini-Me, I still can't it
Nose, ears, eyes, chin, just like Daddy
I die before you grow up and be just like Daddy, or your Grandfather
Call Uncle ?, tell him I got a son and I ain't in Harlem
I'm popping Cris your Godfathers, Baron Davis and "D-Mack" Darius Rogers
Drop the top on the '71, with my in the clouds, Lord spare my son
And watch over Wright, T'Yan and Lil' Pun
Lowriding, "Ready to Die," track number 1
If I bust 5 times and they see the sun
My life is a black hole, like the of a gun, one

[Chorus: Busta

I hope you grow up to become everything you can be
That's all I wanted for you young'n, Father, like Son

But in the end I you only turn out better than me
I hope you know I love you young'n, like Father, Son

My little man, day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

I hope you up to become that everything you can be
all I wanted for you young'n, like Father, like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out better me
I hope you know I love you young'n, like Father, Son

My little man, day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you