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