: I'm your father I'm your father I'm your father I'm your father I'm your father I'm your father I'm your father I'm your father Han Solo:
s peace And I knew that you would do good With your new group So I'm prayin' for you and your group That I know that god'll always will bless you As long
the memory of Joan Collier I cannot go where you're going Still I'll be where you are Take my hand and I will never give up hope You inhabit my heart I
You know god is great And everyday i wake up gotta thank him for my life And even though it?s hard i know i make mistakes I give it everything it
' to make good off my honor 'Til a hater really make me a martyr Kiss my, gonna miss my daughters Hope I taught my seeds proper I love my mother and father equal But I
my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends Til the law ends, flossin' Rollin' in my Benz I go
Holice gonna smoke my ass I can feel my life (Son!) passin' I know I'm bout to die too And just before I left I said "Dad, I love you (I love you, Dad
Father, I pray Order my steps in Your world Why am I payin' this price for fame? Now with the shame I'm to blame 'cause I'm solo empty When I can stop
another place And the life you used to live will reflect in your mother's face I still gotta wonder why I never seen a man cry, 'til I seen that man die I
I'm tellin' what few tongues of the evil will despise My intention's to revitalize, still I revive And I've read the books, and I heard the lessons And I
murder, my reason insanity (Verse Two) I was born with a chip on my shoulder Now that I'm older, momma's talking shit but I told her "Mind your fucking business" I
my first son May eleven, I never will forget the day A star's born, let's name him little scarface My first born and yo I'm a proud father I gotta son, I
strange, I'm standin in my own frame of thought Remainin in the street game framin which I was taught I was taught to always keep my eyes open wide Cause
the soundtrack to my life, the soundtrack to my life I'm super paranoid, like a 6th sense Since my father died, I ain't been writing since And I tried
Motherfucker I'm ill, not sick And I'm o.k., but my watch sick Yeah my drop sick Yeah my glock sick Am I not thick? I'm it Motherfucker I'm ill See
' gats to your lips My dope is two toned, but I had to change my spot 'Cuz it turned into a drug free school zone, let's go They ain't D.A. I'm top five
do you think I should do? I'm talking to her, I'm here with her dad You sure? I'ma do it now Ding, dong Father can she hang with me tonight To go to