Luyện nghe bài hát My First Child

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

First now, what's my name?
And you almost the same as
I can never be mad that, in fact I'm glad
You know your dad dad, where daddy at

when I was your age, son, I never had that
I'ma be there for my nigga, you just a little nigga
Old enough to get potty trained, no more changed
I named him El Kwan, so he could have a name

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

My first
open arms, I spread my wings to give you life
My first
I never let you go, no, life you here with me, I never be the same

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

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

So whenever you do boy, just go raw
you need some more, just come, knock on your pops door
'Cause you know I got 'em, I raised 'em, I 'em
He dress himself, now Allah blessed 'em, he study Allah

And I pray that the streets don't him
His friends are him a spike lee joint
But pass him the message

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

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