Daddy's Gone

Push, push, push, push... Here it comes... It's - it's a girl {Big Mike:} 1971 a young girl gave birth Only a child, bringin another child on this earth Only 15 years of age But comin from the ghetto, it won't make the front page See, that's the way shit go And to the government she ain't nothin but another hoe Thinkin all she want is food stamps Give her a check and let her hang with the school tramps And mama's gettin mad Cause now she gotta watch her little girl grow up fast Straight ghetto life, straight ghetto drama Wanted a baby doll, now she's somebody's mama And life is so confusin to her Askin herself why is this happenin to her So now she gotta choose Between a box of Pampers and a pair of new tennis shoes Never had to make that choice before Never heard a baby's voice before And the daddy ain't nowhere to be found Too busy bein a hoe around town He just fall into another statistic Claimin black men don't do shit But that's the way it is And little do they know daddy also sheds tears Cause he don't know what to do Be a father to his child, or run with a crew You might say: easy choice, be a father But why should he do it when his father didn't bother? Just another sample, I guess Of black men settin bad examples Thinkin deep about the whole thing Takes his last bit of money and goes to buy a gold ring And askes her to marry her Promise to get a job, so he can carry her Thinkin that's the way to do it But little do they know that there's much more to it Cos marriage is demandin It takes lots of patience and understandin But they go and tie the knot anyway And they'll be gettin their own crib anyday The first couple of months were alright A new crib, adaptin to a new life But then came the arguments And the constant fightin got em thrown out their appartment So now they gotta move in with her moms And that just adds to the muthafuckin problems Cause now he's feelin like he failed And while they asleep he grabs his shit and bails Smooth out the do', black And never takes another look back Now grandma's house is an unhappy home Now that daddy's gone {Scarface:} Daddy broke before I stepped in this muthafucka And left the job to be done by my mother's mother Raised up by grandmother ??? Cause my mark-ass daddy never came around for guidance So now I'm forced to stand up on my own two Cause mommy dear had to work three jobs, duke He didn't even want my friendship I guess the mark-ass nigga wasn't down to begin with Too lit to come around with his drunk ass And beatin up my mom with his punk ass And shit got dread I guess I shouldn't talk so bad about my dad So here it is, brothers If you gon' have babies, you need to father them muthafuckas Cause if you don't in due time Your kids'll speak about daddy exactly like I do mine So do yourself a favor Take your kids to the park, buy em shit, and they'll pay you later But payin's not the issue If you'd die right now your little kids wouldn't even miss you So put away your caddy Call your bitch up and tell her to make room for daddy Cause if you don't you'll be alone And the only thing they'll say about daddy, is daddy is gone