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(Denzel Washington from 'He Got Game' scene)

[Intro]
Now everybody from the 601, put your motherf***ing hands up and vibe with son
I said, everybody from the 601, put your motherf***ing hands up!

[Hook]
Now understand I make mistakes, son, you know I ain't perfect
I know I should have stuck around for you, cause you deserve it
Now I can't make up for all of them lonely holidays
But it's just something that I gotta say--SAVE IT!!
Who the fuck are you? Sincerely yours, your Father Figure
Who the fuck are you? Sincerely yours, your Father Figure
Who the fuck are you? Sincerely yours, your Father Figure
I wouldn't steer you wrong, you my lil nigga! I MEAN THAT

[Verse 1: $MARCx]
Dear son, it's been a hot minute since I got sentenced
So what's the word? I heard you tryna serve
If I ain't taught you nothing I'll teach you violence
Who knows? Maybe these prison walls will reunite us, if you ever need some guidance
Don't never let no hater test your patience
It's reputation over education, stay on your hustle
Fuck school! That's time that's cutting into your pockets
Let's be 100, it ain't like you getting into no college
Drop out, make your Pops proud, follow in my footsteps
It ain't too many real niggas like us in the hood left
Don't let em lie to you and say you can sit in the President's seat
Cause I ain't shit, you ain't no better than me!
Even our elders were failures, so what the hell you think you gone be?
In a jail cell or on the streets, or deceased
Face facts: You another statistic
By the way tell your mother to visit because I miss her, your Father Figure

[Hook]

[Verse 2: $MARCx]
Since the last time we talked, son, 4 months done passed
And I can't even get a letter, is that so much to ask?
Now I wasn't ready to be a father, why should I kid myself?
How the fuck I'mma raise a baby? I was a kid myself!
My childhood was a prison tour, liquor stores, pimps and whores
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Niggas on the corner slinging magic like it's Gryffindor
Get up on your grind and all of this could be yours
Talk less, and listen more because I been here before
I remember when I was 13, a Granddaddy Purp fiend
Amongst other things, dust & amphetamines
Speeding, growing up so fast it's just a blur now
I caught my 2nd strike the same time I had my 1st child
You do the math, see I didn't choose the path
That my teachers tried to put me on cause I was too cool for class
I never needed a job, I used to read the Quran
And then I asked myself "If there's a God then why we rob to beat the odds?"
Creeping through the night in camouflage, breaking into cars
No regard for life and caught a battery charge
3 strikes, and that's life. I won't never see the daylight
I paid the price, take my advice. Sincerely yours, your Father Figure

[Hook] **3rd hook cut short**
Now understand I make mistakes, son, you know I ain't perfect
I know I should have stuck around for you, cause you deserve it
Now I can't make up for all of them lonely holidays
But it's just something that I gotta say

[Verse 3: DonBee]
Save it Pops! Years ago, it was your block, but now it's ran by my Glock
You been in jail, I just hope it ain't been no meat swapped!
And for that reason we will never meet, we been dead broke
Raised to play in dirt, why shoot back when you can shoot first?
I see why you got caught, heard some shit you had rehearsed
You said I'd been killing rappers' dreams again so their re-hearsed
And I free verse, music flowing through my veins like an IV
You had been repping IV, but pass that L on down to me
So at birth when I was cursed, doctor slapped my ass, I'm cursed!
I ain't going for that shit, no one shall play me like a bitch
So in some ways we the same, except they love to jam my shit
I lean back and spark my shit, DonBee for President
Take my Chance and get these presidents, and get my degree
Walk across the stage limping, motherfuck statistics
Who the fuck are you? You fucker you, you chose the streets
And picked a substitute for parenting, apparently I can not listen....to you

[Hook]

© DonBee & $MARCx 2013




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