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[Verse 1: The

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

[Chorus: Busta

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

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

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

2: The Game]

They say every time somebody die a 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 for the doctor to come
All I could remember was lamaze class, baby
"One (one), two (two), (three), four (four)," I see the head
Doc through the door, he between the legs
He see the head, my baby boy
11:46, the head out, she screaming, making noise
Pain is love, my folding like a La-Z-Boy
I'm feeling like Mariah Carey, all these
singing to me, sound like Teena Marie
I'm calling niggas on tour, "Jayo ? I just cut the umbilical cord"
11:57, a soldier is born, and flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Coron

[Chorus: Busta

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

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

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

[Verse 3: The

I wanna thank Dr. ? and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my boy to life
You birthed a Caesar, And my baby Mama,
For pushing out a 10-pound, 4-ounce Mini-Me, I can't believe it
Nose, ears, eyes, chin, just your Daddy
I die before you up and be just like your Daddy, or your Grandfather
Call ?, tell him I got a son and I ain't even in Harlem
I'm popping Cris with Godfathers, Baron Davis and "D-Mack" Darius Rogers
the top on the '71, with my face in the clouds, Lord spare my son
And watch Aaron Wright, T'Yan and Lil' Pun
Lowriding, banging "Ready to Die," track 1
If I bust 5 and they never see the sun
My is a black hole, like the barrel of a gun, one

Busta Rhymes]

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

But in the end I you only turn out better than me
I you know 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

I hope you grow up to become that 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 you know I love you young'n, like Father, like 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