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 being a savage, I gotta push a
But some rapped in soft fabric, is deeper than marriage
Chip off your old block, your chip off your old
But you too to hear my stories 'bout how I sold rock

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

I held you helpless, I help it
How can a nigga abandon his I can never be selfish
Sometimes I feed him too much, upon his bib
I gave birth to another one of God's kids

He can't see me, yet his eyes
I love his baby smell, his baby clothes
His eyes open, my froze

My child
With open arms, I spread my wings to give you
My child
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 your
Carried you my shoulders, you my little soldier
And I love you some more, never the same
time you walk, you fell 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 dad dad, where your daddy at

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

And know who Allah be and eat Salami
And know how to salaam me, as-salaam
Know who my babysitter, I him straight to my moms
Love it when I pick him up, he straight to my arms

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

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

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

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

And I pray that the don't arrest him
His friends are pass him a spike lee
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 would been my first child, my first born

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