Текст (слова) песни: Game, The - Like Father Like Son

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 Spees I just cut the umbilical cord"
11:57, a soldier is born, and he`s flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Caron

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
[Verse 3: The Game]

I wanna thank Dr. F and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my baby boy to life
You birthed a Caesar, And my baby Mama, Aliska
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 Zip, 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] X2

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Game, The - Like Father Like Son 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 Spees I just cut the umbilical cord" 11:57, a soldier is born, and he`s flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Caron [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] [Verse 3: The Game] I wanna thank Dr. F and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my baby boy to life You birthed a Caesar, And my baby Mama, Aliska 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 Zip, 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] X2 Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Like Father Like Son: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/10877.html Все тексты песен: Game, The » Game, The - No More Fun And Games » Game, The - Westside Story » Game, The - Higher » Game, The - New York » Game, The - We Ain`t » Game, The - Start From Scratch » Game, The - Where I`m From » Game, The - Still Cruising » Game, The - Duck Down » Game, The - Aim Ya Guns » Game, The - 200 Bars And Running » Game, The - Like Father Like Son » Game, The - Buddens(Joe Budden Diss) » Game, The - Hate It Or Love It » Game, The - Church For Thugs » Game, The - My Confessions » Game, The - Put You On The Game » Game, The - Fresh 83` » Game, The - Where You At? » Game, The - The Documentary Рекомендуем скачать: » Яна Симон - Не при пудре-парике в тронной зале... » Ярослав Юдин - Солнце » Яна Симон, Елена Фролова - Жар-птицы » Яков Кофман - Челноки » Янка Дягилева - Рижская » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ян Френкель - Русское поле » Яна Симон - Viol D`Amour » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яна Симон - Залётная птица » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Коган - Посвящение друзьям » Яков Гальперштейн - Папа и поход » Яна Симон - Романс » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яна - Голубь » Яна Симон - Она не ходила с пустым ведром... » Яков Коган - Ты знаешь, мне так тяжело без тебя!..
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