[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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If my kid has a problem
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It’s up to me as the guardian to go solve ‘em
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Make my life and involve ‘em
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Late at night when I call ‘em
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I like to hear them say “daddy, your song is awesome”
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Instead of “gangbangers in school won’t let up”
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I’m fed up, I’m wonderin’ if you could come up and red up
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You shut up, negativity can’t be found inside my angels
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Even though I was stupid, but I put it down
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Set trippin’, I let it go ? headed for energetic flow
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When I’m up to know that I was down and out
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But now I’m breaded though
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I know you saw me rep colors
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When I was young and dumb and malicious
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I’m thankful, that all my blemishes never made you suspicious
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Latched on to light that’s known to hype
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Apparent, you coherent knowing I rapped wrong to right
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Love and positivity instilled in my kid
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Their family, my family, their mother and I did
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Discipline starts at home, even if they can’t stand ya
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Watch ‘em, fights land, ya clock ‘em, right hand
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To stop em’ ? that’s a man, if you stand up, even add a camera
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They won’t be James Holmes, and they won’t be Adam Lanza
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Or John Malvo, I’ll flow loud for my child though
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Ain’t raising no Groucho, evil out my house, yo
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Instead a me watchin’ ‘em disappear in the night air
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I’m at graduation sayin’ “that’s my kid right there”
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[Hook: Cee-Lo Green]
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I proudly claim my love
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The future’s born from my own flesh and blood
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All that matters this time
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So my prayer is that the sun will always shine
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On that sweet child of my mine
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[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]
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To my unborn I give my all so you could ball like I couldn’t
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Stay in school and play it smooth and do those things that I wouldn’t
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Pay attention, keep your distance from ignorant instances
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Play an instrument, anything that you want, just envision it
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Follow your dreams, no matter what may come and what may fall
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‘Cause ain’t no shame in failin’ long as you know you gave your all
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Stand up, man up, get a handle on yourself, tighten your belt
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Do what you can to do for you and ya’ll just don’t
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Do it for the wealth that they offer
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It sounds awful, but if me and your mama ain’t talkin’
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And she said that I ain’t offerin’ a call just as often as I should
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I pray that you get older and you understand
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That I was just doin’ what I could
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When she left me ? if you have a second I could explain
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Like so many transitions in life, your people change
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Whether I’m on top… or dead in a box
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I love you dearly, sincerely, and that’ll never stop
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For my kid…
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[Hook: Cee-Lo Green]
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[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
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Paris and Darius, Dariana, Unique, Oshay, Malik
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And one on the way in a matter of weeks
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But it’s a shame, ’cause I think that my other daughter ain’t mine
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Andrea baby, I love you, I guess your father was blind
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In due time you’ll understand it, how your mama was scandalous
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Wait, this don’t seem right, man, I don’t think I can handle it
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When I all I ever did was show love for you
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Sweated blood for you, any moment take a slug for you
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But it’s cool, the baby mama drama is expected
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And that karma’s gonna be what I’ve been blessed with
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Sit back and learn your lessons
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As our seeds grow from kids to adolescents
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Then resent you for yourself, it’s misdirection
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The first to heed the message is Malik
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Abandonded by his mama on Thanksgiving eve
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About three years ago, was up to me to feed to him morals
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Values, manhood, knowledge, a week ago he graduated
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You asking? Then I’mma say…
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[Hook: Cee-Lo Green]
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That’s My Kid
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| Tech N9ne |
