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Paroles The Game Like Father, Like Son lyrics

Paroles The Game Like Father, Like Son

[Verse 1: The Game]

June 30th, 11:07 I got that call
She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall
Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hall
Deja vu, like I been here before
I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first born
Dre, I'm about to have a bad boy, family in the lobby
See my nigga Church, "What Up," shit I left the camcorder in the truck
Running through the maternity ward, out of breath, sweating
I swear to God every minute's starting to feel like a second
I seen Hell staring down the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
My son's ultrasound the closest I ever been to Heaven
Lord forgive me for my sins, I know it's last minute
Put the chronic in the air, a little hash in it
Spread my wings, If only I could fly
Why fight to live homie?, If we only living to die

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

I hope you grow up to become that everything you can be
That's all I wanted for you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me
I hope you know I love you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

My little man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

[Verse 2: The Game]

They say every time somebody die a child is born
So I thank the nigga who gave his life for the birth of my son
11:32, she screaming at the top of her lungs
I'm panicking, nurse yelling for the doctor to come
All I could remember was lamaze class, breathe baby
"One (one), two (two), three (three), four (four)," I see the head
Doc busting through the door, he between the legs
He see the head, it's my baby boy!
11:46, the head out, she screaming, making crazy noise
Pain is love, my stomach folding like a La-Z-Boy
I'm feeling like Mariah Carey, all these butterfly's
Voices singing to me, sound like Teena Marie
I'm calling niggas on tour, "Jayo tell spears, I just cut the umbilical cord"
11:57, a soldier is born, and he's flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Quaran

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

I hope you grow up to become that everything you can be
That's all I wanted for you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me
I hope you know I love you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

My little man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

[Verse 3: The Game]

I wanna thank Dr. Azworth and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my baby boy to life
You birthed a Caesar, And my baby Mama, Aleiska
For pushing out a 10-pound, 4-ounce Mini-Me, I still can't believe it
Nose, ears, eyes, chin, just like your Daddy
I die before you grow up and be just like your Daddy, or your Grandfather
Call Uncle's, tell him I got a son and I ain't even in Harlem
I'm popping Cris with your Godfathers, Baron Davis and "D-Mack" Darius Rogers
Drop the top on the '71, with my face in the clouds, Lord spare my son
And watch over Aaron Wright, T'Yan and Lil' Pun
Lowriding, banging "Ready to Die," track number 1
If I bust 5 times and they never see the sun
My life is a black hole, like the barrel of a gun, one



[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

I hope you grow up to become that everything you can be
That's all I wanted for you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me
I hope you know I love you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

My little man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

I hope you grow up to become that everything you can be
That's all I wanted for you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me
I hope you know I love you young'n, Like Father, Like Son

My little man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you
And when it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you
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  • Par Aspé 974 le 2009/08/07 23:21

    putain d'ta mère tu c pa écrire ou koi?!?bouffon!!!pr faire sa laisse tombé...

  • Par le 2009/05/30 15:08

    les mecs ou les filles ki te critik son des gros kon moi je tadore et les écoute pas ts le meilleure

  • Par boscovar le 2009/04/05 04:18

    Salut olaf le bouffon, tu dois pas avoir un niveau très relevé en anglais vu ton niveau en francais, apprends à formuler une phrase correctement et cesse de t'amuser à briser les rêves de ces fans certes très passionés... ah ouais, encore u détail, t'es allé à quelle école pour que je n'y envoie surtout pas mon fils? Sinon, pour commenter cette vidéo, je dirais que c'est une des seules que j'aime avec Cinquante Centimes

  • Par leya le 2008/12/06 15:24

    abrutis vou pensez vmt ke the game va lire vos dédicasse bande de con

  • Par delnex le 2008/11/27 19:09

    je veux que ce rappeur que j'aime me parle et non ca aussi j'aime vraiment sa musique je le supporte il n'y a pas mal d'annees je suis au benin certs que je suis de l'afrique centrale mon numero est le suivant +(00229) 96156884 i from a west side i get 6;4 impala the nigga in the new york..bye

  • Par farid le 2008/10/18 13:01

    slt tout

  • Par aminz le 2008/10/06 01:45

    salut vive sex

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