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[Verse 1: The

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

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

[Verse 2: The

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

Busta 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 better 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 it running, I tell you

[Verse 3: The

I thank Dr. ? and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my baby boy to life
You birthed a Caesar, And my baby Mama,
For pushing out a 10-pound, Mini-Me, I still can't believe it
Nose, ears, eyes, chin, just your Daddy
I die before you grow up and be just like your Daddy, or 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
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, "Ready to Die," track number 1
If I bust 5 and they never see the sun
My is a black hole, like the barrel of a gun, one

[Chorus: Busta

I hope you grow up to become that 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, 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, just keep it running, I you

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