Luyện nghe bài hát My First Child

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

no time for being a savage, I gotta push a carriage
But some rapped in fabric, this is deeper than marriage
off your old block, your chip off your old pops
But you too to hear my stories 'bout how I sold rock

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause when I was your age, son, I 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 have a righteous name

And who Allah be and eat Halal Salami
And how to salaam me, wa-alaikum as-salaam
who my babysitter, I take 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 to give you life
My first
I never let you go, no, life without you here me, I never be the same

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

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

So you do boy, just don't 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 himself, now Allah blessed 'em, he study Allah lessons

And I that the streets don't arrest him
His are pass him a spike lee joint
But I'll pass him the

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

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