Game Father Like Son Featbusta Rhymes Lyrics

Father Like Son Featbusta Rhymes Lyrics

[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 ? I just cut the umbilical cord"

11:57, a soldier is born, and he's flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Coron



[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. ? 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 ?, 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