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[Verse 1: The

June 30th, 11:07 I got that
She 8 centimeters, my lil' man to fall
Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hall
Deja vu, like I 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," I left the camcorder in the truck
Running the maternity 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 ultrasound the closest I ever been to Heaven
Lord forgive me for my sins, I know last minute
Put the chronic in the air, a little in it
Spread my wings, If I could fly
Why fight to homie?, If we only living to die

Busta 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 only turn out better me
I hope you I love you young'n, like Father, like 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

[Verse 2: The

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

[Chorus: Busta

I you grow 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 turn out better than me
I hope you know I 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 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 believe it
Nose, ears, eyes, chin, like your 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 even in Harlem
I'm popping Cris with your Godfathers, Davis and "D-Mack" Darius Rogers
Drop the top on the '71, my face in the clouds, Lord spare my son
And watch over Aaron Wright, and Lil' Pun
Lowriding, banging "Ready to Die," track 1
If I 5 times and they never see the sun
My life is a black hole, like the 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 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

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 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 when it comes, keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you