| I’m here… And baby I ain’t going nowhere
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| I’m there… Through the good and the bad ‘cause I care
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| And you know… To my love nothing really compares
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| As you grow… I'll make sure that you’re properly prepared
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| I’m anything you need me to be at any moment
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| Whatever you need it’s yours if I own it
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| I’m a provider, protector, a mentor
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| Your shelter, a warm fleece blanket in the winter
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| A helper, your personal assistant, your trainer
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| A nagger, your very own personal complainer
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| Your counselor and the president of your fan club
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| Never been a child more worthy of this man’s love
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| Your life coach, sensai, teacher, si-fu
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| Your very own griot, a king that’ll lead you
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| On a righteous path as we ward off evil
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| Haters, naysayers, and fake people
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| Your co-creator and your go to guy
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| Until you find someone to go with and hop that broom
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| But not too soon little baby of mine
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| You got so much to do take it a day at a time
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| If it’s a baby let it grow that’s what my pops told me
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| So she grew to be beautiful, so lovely
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| Kind-hearted, young girl with good spirits
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| Charisma is the reason I relate to these lyrics
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| And fatherhood is like a unique challenge to stay on balance
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| And exceed far beyond the average
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| I can’t understand when the men do them abandonment issues
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| And run away from children that miss you
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| There’s no other thing that compares to this
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| Being a daddy its, just like life at its simplest
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| Children are the gift of a lifetime, they carry your lifeline
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| I know you love your daughter, she like mine
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| Or even if she not ‘cause she yours and that’s of course
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| The greatest part, and that’s why we raise ‘em with a heart
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| Damn right, life ain’t no crystal stair, there’ll be some mistakes there
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| Can’t promise perfection but my best yeah
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| Ummm, let me see, damn I can’t remember
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| A time when I felt something like this feeling
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| Like a renewed living, to change why I’m here
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| Know you gotta eat so I’m definitely prepared
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| Though the time took less than a year
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| Every schedule in my lifetime cleared from the moment you appeared
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| Like 2 months before you’ll be delivered
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| Practicing my holding techniques in the mirror
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| Mother laughing at me, keep saying I’m getting weirder
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| Guess its ‘cause I’m livid, excited ‘bout meeting our new spirit
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| Anything that you need, got a ticket
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| Fly you in on everything I know, with the quickness
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| Building wit your uncles, get a wind of the experience
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| Just an idea of it, knowing nothing like, really living it
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| But whatever’s required, I’m giving it
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| The power of creation, it can redefine living…
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| Listen…
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| Poppa Large, big shot of the home coast
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| Mr. Butter the bread that’s waffle and wheat toast
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| Ego booster
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| Your number one fan
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| Stacking these bricks so on a foundation you stand
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| Your main investor, your room inspector
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| Mr. Look it up in the dictionary, ya' need a firm answer. |
| Ya'…
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| Shoulder to lean on, your band-aid for knee scrapes
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| I’m here to wipe away the tears when your cheeks need a break
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| A house in the storm, a light in the dark
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| I’m trying to give you the tools love to build your own ark
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| To… sail the seas and traverse this life
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| I’ll show you how to use to use the compass young but I can’t drive
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| Here to son you son on how to treat the opposite sex
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| And Princess, what it means to be shown respect
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| You’s a king and queen
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| Your futures is bright
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| It’s so much to do, take it a day at a time love |