It's August 27, 2025, 12:07:03 PM
June 30th, 11:07 I got that callShe 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fallScuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hallDeja vu, like I been here beforeI'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first bornDre, I'm about to have a bad boy, family in the lobbySee my nigga Church, "What Up," shit I left the camcorder in the truckRunning through the maternity ward, out of breath, sweatingI swear to God every minute's starting to feel like a secondI seen Hell staring down the barrel of a Smith & WessonMy son's ultrasound the closest I ever been to HeavenLord forgive me for my sins, I know it's last minutePut the chronic in the air, a little hash in itSpread my wings, If only I could flyWhy fight to live homie?, If we only living to dieI hope you grow up to become that everything you can beThat's all I wanted for you young'n, like Father, like SonBut in the end I hope you only turn out better than meI hope you know I love you young'n, like Father, like SonMy little man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell youAnd when it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell youThey say every time somebody die a child is bornSo I thank the nigga who gave his life for the birth of my son11:32, she screaming at the top of her lungsI'm panicking, nurse yelling for the doctor to comeAll I could remember was lamaze class, breathe baby"One (one), two (two), three (three), four (four)," I see the headDoc busting through the door, he between the legs He see the head, it's my baby boy11:46, the head out, she screaming, making crazy noisePain is love, my stomach folding like a La-Z-BoyI'm feeling like Mariah Carey, all these butterfly'sVoices singing to me, sound like Teena MarieI'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 Karan
besides the ones that have already been posted..."if you cross my t, ill dot your iyou do life in the cemetary, ill do mine with shyne"
I was two beeps away from a flatlineWhen you a Bad Boy niggaz don't wanna see you Shyne
"im the second dopest nigga from Compton you'll ever hear,The first nigga onli puts out albums every 7 years"
"if you cross my t, ill dot your iyou do life in the cemetary, ill do mine with shyne"
You're dead when that green line goes flat/If you could start your life from scratchYou couldnt change that...
Quote from: PraiseTha12Gauge on April 22, 2005, 09:27:25 AMI was two beeps away from a flatlineWhen you a Bad Boy niggaz don't wanna see you ShyneQuote from: Shahizzle on April 22, 2005, 08:17:22 PM"im the second dopest nigga from Compton you'll ever hear,The first nigga onli puts out albums every 7 years"Quote from: Baby G on April 22, 2005, 09:00:45 PM"if you cross my t, ill dot your iyou do life in the cemetary, ill do mine with shyne"i knew some "start from scratch" lyrics would make its way in herebest tune on the album