Happy Birthday
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So make a wish
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Verse 1:
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Please accept my apologies, I wonder what would have been.
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Would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?
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Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.
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Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes.
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I paid for the murder before they determined the sex,
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choosing our life over your life meant your death.
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And you never got a chance to even open your eyes,
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sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life.
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Would you have been a little genius? In love with math?
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Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?
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Would you have been a little rapper like your poppa The Piper?
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Would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?
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I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose,
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and the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow.
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I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
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Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.
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Happy Birthday
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Chorus:
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What I thought was a dream
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Make a wish
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Was as real as it seemed
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Happy birthday
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What I thought was a dream
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Make a wish
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Was as real as it seem
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I made a mistake
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Verse 2:
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I got a million excuses, as to why you died.
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And other people got their own reasons for homicide.
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Who's to say it would've worked and who's to say I wouldn't have
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I was young and struggling, but old enough to be a dad.
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The fear of being my father has never disappeared,
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I ponder it frequently while I'm sippin' on my beer.
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My vision of a family was artificial and fake
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so when it came time to create, I made a mistake.
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But now you got a little brother, maybe it's really you.
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Maybe you really forgave us knowing we was confused.
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Maybe, every time that he smiles it's you proudly
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knowing that your father's doing the right thing now.
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I'll never tell a woman what to do with her body,
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but if she don't love children, then we can't party.
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I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
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Happy birthday, I love you for whoever you would've been.
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Happy birthday
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Chorus (2X)
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Bridge:(2X)
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And from the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again.
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From the ending to the ending, never got to begin.
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Maybe one day we can meet face to face,
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in a place without time and space.
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Happy birthday.
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Chorus
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Happy Birthday
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Flipsyde |