| Father, would you be there for me…
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| Father, I know you’ll be there for me…
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| You brought her into this world as a labor pain
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| Her father wanted to leave put her on layaway
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| Just a little mistake from his player days
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| But her mom wanted to keep her and see her babies face.
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| Throughout her life, her dad would come and go
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| Get locked up in jail, then get out off on bail
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| Back to sniffing coke, skiing those bunny slopes
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| But the fresh white snow would always leave a trail
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| And his girl grew up before he knew it
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| Trying be a human, but he kind of blew it
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| Too late, to fake his role, today
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| She grew, to hate her dad, touché
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| And now she’s having a child her own
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| With a man manned with qualities she’s never known
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| All grown, she’s having a child her own
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| With a man that’ll show her what fathers are for
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| Father, would you be there for me…
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| Father, I know you’ll be there for me…
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| And then you brought their child to this world, through c section
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| Not the original plan, so she’s stressing
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| Her man squeezed her hand, to be present
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| Reminding her she’s not alone in this second
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| A beautiful boy, of course he is
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| There’s no way they could fathom him in an orphanage
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| So he grew up, loved, cared and
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| His parents fought in the basement to spare him
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| Highly respectable, shouting was a rare thing
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| Speaking the human way, like how are you today?
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| Around the dinner table, they could communicate
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| Far from a television to stare in
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| But years pass the dinner table has lost its polish
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| Fathers hairs turned grey, while son was off in college
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| Talking decreased, he wasn’t often calling
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| His son became a man of his own yo
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| His father deceased now he’s commanding the throne
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| Tears trickled slow, embraced the cheeks of his bone
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| Showered with guilt he spent weeks all alone
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| Wishing father was here to witness his poem… it goes
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| Father, would you be there for me…
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| Father, I know you’ll be there for me…
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| You brought me into this world as a labor pain
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| Neighbors came with gifts in this babies name
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| Moms carried the burden for 9 months
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| And when I’d kick and punch, you couldn’t take her pain away
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| Hopes and dreams for your child its the strangest day
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| Though you hoped for the best you’d let me stray away
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| With the choice to choose, you let me view
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| The world, through a wide angle lens I think it’s safe to say
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| The love of a father who cared deeply
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| Who knew justice would come when thieves beat me
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| Who felt the pain of my woes, but let me fall so I’d grow
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| Keeping me on my toes, just to teach me
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| And all along u knew med school wouldn’t work for me
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| Knowing I’d burn emcees with more degrees than PhD
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| You knew those school kids would be a jerk to me
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| But it made me strong, did you use sin purposely?
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| And I confess to some degree my uncertainty
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| I know there’s nothing worse than one’s unbelief
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| But when I fell, you’re hands was always under me
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| When I acted invincible, you always did humble me
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| You’re all knowing, just and perfect
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| I wish it could be simple so we’d see below the surface
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| Giving us meaning, direction, and purpose
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| The only father since birth, heaven and earth
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| Father, would you be there for me…
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| Father, I know you’ll be there for me… |