LL Cool J

LL Cool J - Father lyrics

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so help me God
 I just felt like telling the story of my life
 felt like maybe somebody could be inspired
 we all feel pain we all go through things
 but it's time to overcome all that
 if your plane crashed in the water and everybody died
 would you drown on purpose or try to survive
 I was born handicapped my arm wouldn't move
 they called me a cripple pops caught an attitude
 beat my moms, smoked la, drove trucks
 my moms had a miscarraige he didn't give a fuck
 he sniffed some coke come home
 beat up on my moms cause she's talkin' on the phone
 come on
 all I ever wanted
 all I ever needed
 was a father
 that's all
 all I ever wanted
 all I ever needed
 was a father
 moms got tired of the beatings said yo we got to go
 packed up her bags we bounced out the do'
 she said I ain't takin' these whippin's no mo'
 I wanna live to see my little Todd grow
 I remember tear drops on my pops face
 lookin' down at me standing on the staircase
 handsome brova with a smooth goatee
 makes me wonder why he act so ugly
 you feeling me
 my pops got drunk when me and my moms bounced
 swigged some Jack Dans' and sniffed up an ounce
 grabbed the shotty left Long Isle for Queens
 possesed by a demon a devil it seemed
 I was too young to understand the risk
 when your moms come home off the midnight shift
 she turned around heard the shotgun click
 my pops said you think that you could leave me
 he blasted my moms in the back
 she fell down screamin' I can't forget that
 my grandfather tried to close the do'
 he got shot ten times in the stomach yo
 for real
 my head was spinning I had never seen blood
 four years old this don't feel like love
 any way pops dissapeared
 grandpops and moms healed up over the years
 this therapist got up in her head
 led her to beleive without him she'd be dead
 you know they fell in love with one another
 everything seemed right that's word to mother
 until I started gettin' beatings everyday
 sometimes for going outside to play
 late at night on my knees I pray
 young child wishing the pain would go away
 dad where was you when he made me strip
 beat with belts like a slave with a whip
 kicked me down steps outside in the snow
 punched me in the chest stomped me out on the flo'
 that's just the tip of the iceberg look
 it's too long for a song but perfect for a book
 word is bond
 that's real baby
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Def Jam Recordings, Mercury


Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: Phenomenon (1997)

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