Luyện nghe bài hát My First Child

Oh man
That's my first child, my born man
I did this, I this

Ain't no for being a savage, I gotta push a carriage
But some rapped in soft fabric, this is deeper marriage
Chip off your old block, your chip off your old
But you too young to hear my stories how I sold rock

'Cause just yesterday I cut your umbilical
Doctor said, "You have several purports, I guess you it off"
Bless, my God, my child, my first born
I so rebirth like this my first song

I you helpless, I couldn't help it
How can a nigga abandon his child? I can never be
Sometimes I feed him too much, upon his bib
I just gave birth to one of God's kids

He see me, yet his eyes closed
I love his baby smell, his baby clothes
His eyes open, my froze

My first
With arms, I spread my wings to give you life
My first
I let you go, no, life without you here with me, I never be the same

I watched you get a little older, gettin' up out stroller
Carried you over my shoulders, you my soldier
And I love you some more, never the same
First time you walk, you fell on the floor, score

First now, what's my name?
And you almost look the as
I can be mad that, in fact I'm glad that
You know dad dad, where your daddy at

'Cause when I was your age, son, I had that
I'ma be there for my little nigga, you a little nigga
Old to get potty trained, no more dypers changed
I named him El Kwan, so he could a righteous name

And who Allah be and eat Halal Salami
And how to salaam me, wa-alaikum as-salaam
Know who my babysitter, I take him straight to my
Love it when I pick him up, he come to my arms

My child
With open arms, I spread my wings to give you
My child
I never let you go, no, life without you here with me, I never be the

The first day of school, I him respect, so he had a little manners
So he pledge before he sung the star spangled banner
with a bop just like his pops
He wore his cap to the 'cause he seen his dad do that

had his ear to the door 'cause he heard his mom's moan
'Cause the first day he got the key to the crib he a chick home
Okay, time for the talk, you know these is for?
Life support and I about four in your drawer

So you do boy, just don't go raw
Whenever you need some more, just come, knock on pops door
you know I got 'em, I raised 'em, I dressed 'em
He dress himself, now Allah 'em, he study Allah lessons

And I pray that the streets arrest him
His friends are pass him a lee joint
But I'll pass him the

Sometimes I think like, did I do right or did I do
'Cause I her have an abortion, now I wish that he was born
Because he would have been my first child, my first

My first
With open arms, I spread my wings to you life
My child
I never let you go, no, life without you here me, I never be the same