[Intro: Barrington Levy]
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Ohhhhhhohhhoh-whoa, ohh-whoa
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Thank you Jah for everything
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Thank you God for everything
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Thank you for your blessings
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OHH-ohhh-whoa [scatting]
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My LORD!
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[Joell Ortiz]
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The first time I ever saw me all over again
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Lizay[?] - I told her that I know it's a him
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I remember pickin him up and folded him in
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my arms, I stared long, I was soakin it in
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I wanted to take him home right then, show him his crib
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Put his lil' pajamas on, tuck in his bib
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Walk him around his room, he wasn't much of a crier
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So he ain't really suck a pacifier
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I couldn't wait 'til he stepped out that walker
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Even though when he did she crept out to Georgia
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Them first couple of years, it was torture
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But it ain't about that right now, I forgive her
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And she no longer keeps me away from my lil' nigga
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I see him e'ry summer and holidays in the winter
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I can't believe he 10, wow~!
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I thank you for him every second, but let me thank you again now
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[Chorus: Barrington Levy (Joell Ortiz)]
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Why, what you gave to me is so incredible!
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(It's so wonderful Lord)
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Why, what you gave to me is so incredible!
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(Words can not explain)
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Why, what you gave to me is so incredible!
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(My two lil' boys)
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Why, what you gave to me is so incredible!
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(Lizay, Jariq)
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[Joell Ortiz]
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The second time I ever saw me all over again
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Jariq[?] - my oldest got a bro to defend
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Chubby as can be, hair fuzzy, he's Jariq
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Lil' loudmouth had me jumpin out my sleep
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Give him somethin to eat, burp him and lay him down
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Watch him doze off, but first he would play around
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He's still a clown - he pulls up his pants
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Do this funny-ass dance, I swear I be on the ground
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I just spoke to him on the horn
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He said "Daddy, guess what? I wrote a song!"
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I said "Let me hear it," he said "Nope! It's too long"
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I said "Oh you wrong," man our bond is so strong
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I 'member the eye contact we first made
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Now look at him, school bus to first grade
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Can't believe he's 7, wow!
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Thank you for him every second, got another gift from heaven now
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[Chorus]
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[Joell Ortiz]
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Uhh, what you gave to me
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The two reasons that I grind faithfully
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The two people that make too much not enough
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There's not much to discuss, two fingers go up
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If it don't benefit them I ain't tryin to chat
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My life and sacrifice, man they why I rap
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Why I go everywhere and record like I'm wire tapped
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Why I'ma hold up a few awards for these fire tracks
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Said I wouldn't spoil 'em, that ended mad quick
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I get 'em e'rything, cause I ain't have shit
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When they smile, whatever I was mad with
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gets tucked away like a fade on my ad libs
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Glad my grandmoms got to see 'em grow
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Argue with my moms cause, she be tryin keep 'em yo
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I be havin to take my kids back
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Thank you for 'em e'ry day cause when you made them, you did that
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[Chorus]
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[Joell repeats his sons' names to fade]
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[Outro: Novel]
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What you gave to me
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And you gave to me, you gave
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What you gave to me
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What you gave to me, so incredible
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You gave to me, yeah yeah
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What you gave to me, yeahhhh
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Ohhh, yeah yeah [fades out]
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Incredible
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Joell Ortiz |