KillaTooma - The Arrival

It was Christmas Day, 1990, when I went into labor
And I was admitted to the hospital
A little after 6 PM, he was delivered
Weighing in at 9lbs, 10 and a half ounces
(Ugh)
Once I ruled Addis Ababa
I am the Exodus from Trench Town
(Yeah)
Once I rose in Crenshaw
(Ah-hah)
I am no pretender
(Nah)
And that's since the placenta
The world been mine from since I enter
(Ah-hah)
Miracle baby out of Bethlehem
I come to prophesy like in Jerusalem
(Ah-hah)
They sending praise when they hear the name
(Me)
And it's never 'bout the fame, it wasn't me to claim
(Nah)
When the vision shoot a frame, it'll take you down a lane
That belong to I, all I did was ask me, "why?"
The answer was the purpose
It ain't it if you nervous
Respect to the forefront
Heat check, this the thermos
As my deeds come around like a merry-go
Plotting my endeavors as the time expires very slow
It's necessary, though, must-win before my burial
Take care of my parents and make sure my daughters' bellies full
Ivy League-educated, not to just say I made it
Even though some going hate it
I want this memory faded
And now my mansion's gated
Gold, never plated
(Gold)
All my bills I paid it
I'm the Sun, never shaded
I'm the one, I am HIM
Excellence in my skin
Stay on point like a pin
I am bound for the win
(Ah-hah)
Once I ruled Addis Ababa
I am the Exodus from Trench Town
(Yeah)
Once I rose in Crenshaw
(Ah-hah)
I am no pretender
(Nah)
And that's since the placenta
The world been mine from since I enter
(Ah-hah)
Miracle baby out of Bethlehem
I come to prophesy like in Jerusalem
(Ah-hah)
They sending praise when they hear the name
(Me)
And it's never 'bout the fame, it wasn't me to claim
(Nah)
When the vision shoot a frame, it'll take you down a lane
That belong to I, all I did was ask me, "why?"
A little later on, when he was about a year and a half or so
He would be drumming everywhere on any object
His babysitter "Mommy George" would call to say that this child drums and sings all-day
"He takes my pots and pans and then turn them into drums; I can't take the noise"
So that Christmas, she bought him a drum
Because she could not put up with the noise any longer
But she wants him to learn what he loves and pursue what he loves
(Ah-hah)
(Ah-hah)
(Ah-hah)

Written by:
Gwendolyn Rubaine, Jacoy Brathwaite

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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