paroles de chanson My First Child - Drag-On
Oh
man
That's
my
first
child,
my
first
born
man
I
did
this,
I
created
this
Ain't
no
time
for
being
a
savage,
I
gotta
push
a
carriage
But
some
rapped
in
soft
fabric,
this
is
deeper
than
marriage
Chip
off
your
old
block,
your
chip
off
your
old
pops
But
you
too
young
to
hear
my
stories
'bout
how
I
sold
rock
'Cause
just
yesterday
I
cut
your
umbilical
chords
Doctor
said,
"You
have
several
purports,
I
guess
you
shook
it
off"
Bless,
my
God,
my
first
child,
my
first
born
I
feel
so
rebirth
like
this
my
first
song
I
held
you
helpless,
I
couldn't
help
it
How
can
a
nigga
abandon
his
child?
I
can
never
be
selfish
Sometimes
I
feed
him
too
much,
throw
upon
his
bib
I
just
gave
birth
to
another
one
of
God's
kids
He
can't
see
me,
yet
his
eyes
closed
I
love
his
baby
smell,
his
baby
size
clothes
His
eyes
open,
my
eyes
froze
My
first
child
With
open
arms,
I
spread
my
wings
to
give
you
life
My
first
child
I
never
let
you
go,
no,
life
without
you
here
with
me,
I
never
be
the
same
I
watched
you
get
a
little
older,
gettin'
up
out
your
stroller
Carried
you
over
my
shoulders,
you
my
little
soldier
And
I
love
you
some
more,
it's
never
the
same
First
time
you
walk,
you
fell
on
the
floor,
circus
score
First
words
now,
what's
my
name?
And
you
almost
look
the
same
as
I
can
never
be
mad
that,
in
fact
I'm
glad
that
You
know
your
dad
dad,
where
your
daddy
at
'Cause
when
I
was
your
age,
son,
I
never
had
that
I'ma
be
there
for
my
little
nigga,
you
just
a
little
nigga
Old
enough
to
get
potty
trained,
no
more
dypers
changed
I
named
him
El
Kwan,
so
he
could
have
a
righteous
name
And
know
who
Allah
be
and
eat
Halal
Salami
And
know
how
to
salaam
me,
wa-alaikum
as-salaam
Know
who
my
babysitter,
I
take
him
straight
to
my
moms
Love
it
when
I
pick
him
up,
he
come
straight
to
my
arms
My
first
child
With
open
arms,
I
spread
my
wings
to
give
you
life
My
first
child
I
never
let
you
go,
no,
life
without
you
here
with
me,
I
never
be
the
same
The
first
day
of
school,
I
taught
him
respect,
so
he
had
a
little
manners
So
he
pledge
allegiance
before
he
sung
the
star
spangled
banner
Walk
with
a
bop
just
like
his
pops
He
wore
his
cap
to
the
back
'cause
he
seen
his
dad
do
that
Musta
had
his
ear
to
the
door
'cause
he
heard
his
mom's
moan
'Cause
the
first
day
he
got
the
key
to
the
crib
he
brung
a
chick
home
Okay,
time
for
the
talk,
you
know
what
these
is
for?
Life
support
and
I
placed
about
four
in
your
drawer
So
whenever
you
do
boy,
just
don't
go
raw
Whenever
you
need
some
more,
just
come,
knock
on
your
pops
door
'Cause
you
know
I
got
'em,
I
raised
'em,
I
dressed
'em
He
dress
himself,
now
Allah
blessed
'em,
he
study
Allah
lessons
And
I
pray
that
the
streets
don't
arrest
him
His
friends
are
pass
him
a
spike
lee
joint
But
I'll
pass
him
the
message
Sometimes
I
think
like,
did
I
do
right
or
did
I
do
wrong?
'Cause
I
made
her
have
an
abortion,
now
I
wish
that
he
was
born
Because
he
would
have
been
my
first
child,
my
first
born
My
first
child
With
open
arms,
I
spread
my
wings
to
give
you
life
My
first
child
I
never
let
you
go,
no,
life
without
you
here
with
me,
I
never
be
the
same
1 Feel My Pain
2 Bronx
3 Put Your Drinks Down
4 Hector the Killer MC
5 Trouble
6 I'm a Ryder
7 Let's Get Crazy
8 Busta
9 U Had Me
10 Holla at Your Boy
11 My First Child
12 It's a Party
13 Life Is Short
14 U Had Me, Part 2
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