Tomorrow I ride at dawn Like my father And his father And his father before Watched the soil burn with fire War after war Done things I didn't know I could For the common good Give a man a hundred years

I'll see you, I, I, I, I, I I made this world for you, People look cold like the freezin' rain, All truth be told, we don't see the same. People look cold, like the freezin' rain, Like the freezin' rain, my son died in vain. I made this world for you. I

I wanna drink that shot of whiskey I wanna smoke that cigarette You know some cowboys like me go out like that Like a needle needs a vein Like my uncle Joe in Oklahoma needs a rain Like a lighthouse on the coast Like the father and the son need the Holy

Does anyone care? Doo doo doo do, doo doo doo do And we didn't give a damn 'Cause we were raised My mother, my mother she'd hold me Did she hold me, when I was out there My father, my father, he liked me Oh he liked me, does anyone care? Understand the

Boasty, boasty, Godfather, man a OG Man a half humble, man are boasty It's looking at my kids, like I'm boasty Fling a ragga riddim like it's '03 Boasty, house on the coast G My money so long it doesn't know me I fly around the world 'cause I'm boasty

Damn the circumstances Life is hard enough Damn the bones that rattle Faith is good enough My heart is like a hand-me-down made soft by older brothers My body's like my father's house, the sin of genera~ons You shook the ground beneath my feet, my hopes

Why doesn't she need him for a father? Not only maidens can occupy my shack Goring my manhood turns a man off. Like Pepe LePew would say, Hey, hey, hey! -- then we clash! I got my diddly spayed She laughs about it. Shrinking inflections if the wind blows

He was a giant When I was just a kid I was always trying To do everything he did I can still remember every lesson he taught me Growing up learning how to be like my old man He was a lion We were our father's pride

June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hall Deja Vu, like I been here before I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first born Dre, I'm about to have a

Where's LA? Whatever happened to the city we knew? Tell my mother, my brothers My father, and others In an old apartment Down in the garden I was born on a sunny day When the riots ruled the streets like a Sunday parade