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[Verse 1: The

June 30th, I got that call
She 8 centimeters, my lil' man to fall
Scuffing my Air Forces, through the hospital hall
vu, like I been here before
I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first
Dre, I'm about to a bad boy, family in the lobby
See my nigga Church, "What Up," shit I the camcorder in the truck
Running through the ward, out of breath, sweating
I swear to God every minute's starting to feel a second
I seen Hell staring down the of a Smith & Wesson
My son's ultrasound the I ever been to Heaven
Lord forgive me for my sins, I know it's last
Put the chronic in the air, a hash in it
Spread my wings, If 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 wanted for you young'n, like Father, Son

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

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

2: The Game]

They say every somebody die a child is born
So I thank the nigga who his life for the birth of my son
11:32, she at the top of her lungs
I'm panicking, nurse yelling for the doctor to
All I could remember was lamaze class, baby
"One (one), two (two), three (three), four (four)," I see the
Doc busting through the door, he between the
He see the head, it's my boy
11:46, the out, she screaming, making crazy noise
Pain is love, my stomach folding a La-Z-Boy
I'm feeling like Mariah Carey, all these
Voices 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

Busta Rhymes]

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

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

3: The Game]

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

[Chorus: Busta

I hope you grow up to 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 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 keep it running, running, just it running, I tell you

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 out better than me
I hope you know I love you young'n, like Father, Son

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