A Father’s Prayer (Explicit)-The Game

歌手 : The Game
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:00

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A Father’s Prayer (Explicit) - The Game
Lyrics by:Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Composed by:Jayceon Terrell Taylor
This a open letter to my daughter n***a
This is Hov talking to Rumi and Blue Carter n***a
This is Nas talking to Destiny
This Emani and Nip's legacy
Beautiful black babies
I hope you never meet a n***a like me
But one who treat you like a lady
It ain't about the Hermes bag and the Mercedes
It's about whenever you cry he stop you from going crazy
Lot of n***as gon' be shooting they shot that's my baby
For my blessing it's thirty-three seconds Tracy McGrady
N***as shady so I gotta protect you Em and Hailie
Tell them disrespectful n***as I polish the semi daily
I trust you I love you get chills when I touch you
Open the 'Rari doors you hop in and I hug you
Tell you daddy ain't perfect I did what I had to do
And one day I'm gon' explain Tristan Thompson the truth
Think I'm superhuman but I'm only human
Over my baby we can get into it
Hop out the Bentley coupe while it's still movin'
Like n***a this my daughter tell me what we doin'
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry look
I call it California dream 'cause I'm livin' one
Hollowed up them F and Ns and show a n***a some'
Or you could be my third son take a pic or some'
Linin' Budweiser cans up and shoot the blick or some'
You roll Backwoods but she don't smoke
Her mama grew up in 60s my n***a she ain't no joke
But don't be cuzzin' my daughter she ain't no loc
And don't be drivin' her brazy 'cause them are folks
So smart so beautiful baby hairs to the cuticles
Rolex at eleven she ain't impressed by the usual
Don't ever disrespect or overstep that's law
Keep a fresh pack of Magnums you ain't hittin' that raw
You ain't hittin' at all I told her wait for marriage
Iced out since she was two so she don't date for karats
It's like Ye in Paris when North in Shyne town
I'm either walking it down the aisle or walking straight out of trial
****with me
Think I'm superhuman but I'm only human
Over my baby we can get into it
Hop out the Bentley coupe while it's still movin'
Like n***a this my daughter tell me what we doin'
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry look