shadows something takes my hand, To lead me homeward through a foreign land, The silence grown, the palest eyes, I'm the only one. A mother's son, a father
heart That's the reason why my record's Number 1 on the charts I'ma tell it like it is, I love you forever Dead or alive, we'll always be together Big
you just can't figure out Somedays you can't explain My best friend and me one night One drink a piece at Cresent Hive Just like that we end up in a fight Like
like they missed the bus & girls wanna roll like a blunt P.S. your only son. [Chorus:] Growin up all I wanted was a father figure Me & mom alone every
Stressed out, just able to keep food on the table And the way you handle things was like Marlon, I'm here to help Moms be like I'm yellin' for my health
in the story of a Gangsta (Gangsta, Gangsta boy) My father and grandfather so happy to be in existance, alive My understanding the meanings, the reason is like
thought he was harmless And he had her believing He was the man she wanted To spend the rest of her life with The words, "I love you" were priceless Unpredictable like
a box match My rhymes will make Father Time turn his clocks back. You'll look for me like star trek people search for spock cat Like you dont know how
You lied to me... [Fred Casely] That's right, sweetheart. That's right. [Roxie Hart] You son of a bitch... (shoot) Son of a bitch! You son of a bitch
a miracle If the child even learned how to walk And with those words the father felt His entire world falling apart And he stumbled for the words to
as birth, or maybe ever worse son, Stressed like niggas but no checks on the first Mob dude told me it was gonna be days like this The dude never told
to a fool can work Some other time, but word is bond The smirk son, better be right by tomorrow night Finito, capiche or I'll have my way like Carlito Word
whole world baby, word up Yeah "Father time ticks on to the early morning" You can't fuck with my style Word up, yeah Check me out "Father time
t be the same oh father How different we are identical no matter Like father like son you're my creator Chorus (*Pot* & *Taj*) Father be with us Stay oh Father
, they'll take you away too. ZOSER No - that can't happen - Egypt needs me - RADAMES You're the one who tied our fates together. Like father, like son
In the arms of my father Flashback to the bended shoulders On which I?d sit grabbing his finger Taking my first step Would I become like him? After
Mark my words, I won't care Never tread where angels dare Precious few shine like you Fewer still are aware of the dead and his son I don't know, where
and hollow eyes, Beckonin' like this -- young Hamlet cries, "Hold, spirit of darness, are you a ghostly apparition?" "No," says the ghost, "I look like