Your grand pop died of liquor failure
Then he died of liver failure
Deep down he was a good man
God damn I can’t deliver failure
Bad ass little Hov
Two years old shopping on Saville Row
Wicked ass little Bey, hard not to spoil you rotten, looking like little me
The most beautiful-est thing in this world
Is Daddy’s little girl.
You don’t yet know what swag is
But you was made in Paris and mama woke up the next day and shot her album package
Last time the miscarriage was so tragic
We was afraid you disappeared but nah baby, you magic
So there you have it, shit happens
Just make sure the plane you on is bigger than your carry-on baggage
Everybody goes through stuff
Life is a gift, love
Open it up
You're a child of destiny
You're the child of my destiny
You're my child with the child from destiny's child
That's a hell of recipe
Glory, glory, glory sorry
Jay-Z, Beyonce, Blue Ivy Carter
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