Battles -BMak vs BAD_IDEA
RULES
Write about the joy of becoming a parent. No dissing.
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Proud like a father his baby born on a holiday.
- Say no mazel tov speak no Hebrew but thank you by the way..
- Headed to conquer this world we live in by June or may predict no Future coming forth of my own seed the LORD will make..
- Never forsake them tho stand by their side like Bonnie Clyde like daddy done my momma just smiling at baby with all pride ..
- So excited can't hide this future feeling inside me when the time is right Christina and I will have tears cried..
- Of a beautiful angel sent from Heaven in time.
- Beautiful present their Presence truely only from GOD.
- Will thank you father for when my Time to become a father.
- Be the right time Christina and I conceiving a daughter.
- We will love em like nobody other.
- Complete our lives children just know we'll love you..
- Only GOD Above you.
- When we see it coming down our eyez.
- Then just know its a joyful rise..
- (I'm Ready)
- (Hook) (2X). When we see it coming down our eyez.
- We just gotta let the song cry..
- So precious blessing sent from GOD.
- A baby girl or boy in due time..
- When the time is Right..
DEFENDER'S RAP
- They said stay single, don't have kids, you don't want that burden
- But when it comes to happiness, each person has their own version
- Now I'm staring at the surgeon working behind the closed curtain
- For the extraction that happens 9 months after the insertion
- And only one thing's for certain when I hear that first cry
- All the words that I have, all the birds in the sky
- All fish in the ocean, number less than my emotions
- But the cry was Justis whimper and there is this big commotion
- Rushed from the room I'm consumed with sheer dread
- Unprepared and full of fear for what appeared to lay ahead
- My wife stuck in bed on another story, robbed of a mother's glory
- And all your fucking gods above, none can do nothing for me
- But this little boy we made together proved strong
- His lungs grew and he made it out of the ICU before too long
- So if I have to write a song about the joy that I feel
- It's underpinned by a little bit of pain that was real
- As beginnings often are, but that wound turned to a scar
- And when viewed from afar, life looks like a shooting star
- So brief when it's actually filled with a galaxy
- Of actions and imaginings that bring their own gravity
- So from this calamity our family gradually grew
- Now there's added gratitude in everything that we do
- I've held my boy and felt wonderful, I've felt destroyed, I've felt calm
- All part and parcel of this bundle of joy in my arms