Wooaahh! On top of the Yeah, that's how my got me feeling' right now On top of the Yeah, you ever felt like you do anything, (Yeah) On top of the hold y'all down for real, (Gotcha!)
It was 1996, of July, looking off in the sky Dealing with thoughts inside, something caught my eye It was a silhouette of a beautiful woman, bright with Carrying my first seed, looking like she gone bear tonight We at the African street festival, and she around Talking about the said, that bring the baby down I'm about to be a father, the and sounds, Seem brighter me And for starters, I know I'ma harder, word We got home at three in the morning, I was Them contractions started as soon as I fell asleep oh five, like every five minutes, then the water broke We on the go, yelling at the cabbie, he's sort of slow You them hospitals all trying to get paid, no questions Hear come the doctor's with they drugs, to do see-sections But my baby stay's strong, in for yay long baby boy, to carry my name on, joy!
Huh, I know how you feel, I know how you feel (That's the of joy) See my brother, I how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel (That's the of joy) So when you, have a seed, come in the world, say dog shit's real (That's the of joy, y'all) Huh, Kweli, yo I know how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you
My baby
10th, 1999, I been on the grind Since the birth of my son, it's about, way more then rhymes Baby on the way, my lady today, at least That's what the midwife said, on the Anyway, the got me going away Like everyday, but a blessing, so I gotta have patience And she got pregnant on a vacation So all good, this time well have the baby in a house I went the hospital route, I what they all about (Never again) So I'm out on tour, in Get the call around four, the water hit the floor (Damn!) I gotta my show, but I gotta go Got second thoughts about her not going, to the I left the show early, Mos me down, good looking (No doubt) the car service, like, take me straight to Brooklyn (Uh huh) Got the news in the car, sorta calm But I tears of joy, When they put my in my arms, how precious!
Huh, I how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel (That's the of joy) See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I know how you (That's the of joy) So when you, have a seed, come in the world, say dog that real (That's the of joy, y'all) Huh, Kweli, yo I how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you feel
I do it for the y'all, In they formative years when they y'all We gotta believe, in we conceive y'all, it's deep y'all I them the truth, So approach the situation, with ammunition I nothing away, hear everything, cause they know how to listen Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can And make decisions, change the world, and break old tradition They put kids in jail, for a life ain't even get to start That's murder too, and it's my heart, It's breaking our nation We the youth all the anger, it's just We taught them, how to express it, and so it's dangerous You can't talk to Unless your language is relating to what they going So busy ignoring them, you can't see they showing you And you wonder, why we called baby-daddy's and When we grow up, we can't act adult mothers and fathers, yo I'm so blessed to a boy and a girl, Everyday they bring joy to my
Huh, I know how you feel, Kweli I how you feel (That's the of joy) See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I how you feel (That's the of joy) So when you, have a seed, in the world, say dog that shit's real (That's the of joy, y'all) Huh, Kweli, yo I know how you feel, Kweli, yo I how you feel
I do it for the y'all