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Responsibility
5
Hip-Hop
Responsibility è stato pubblicato il 17 novembre 2025 da Fourmatic Records, Third & Hayden Recordings come parte dell'album SAVE!
album cover
AlbumSAVE!
Data di uscita17 novembre 2025
EtichettaFourmatic Records, Third & Hayden Recordings
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM83

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Reilly
Ben Reilly
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nahree Wages
Nahree Wages
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
9th Wonder
9th Wonder
Producer

Testi

Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Child is the father of man
My mother chose a child to come and father a man
I've never even seen a hippopotamus dance
Its's gotta be a dream to think that I'd get a chance
Two **** from the ville
Not certain if they know each other
Two different years
I wanna put em both together
Guess I gotta start with this Ving Rhames muhfucka'
From the very start, I could see a change in my mother
Project baby still a baby in his mind
Can't make no money, so he tryna take from mine
Courthouse marriages, they couldn't waste time
Time waits on no man, he couldn't even Father Time
The spontaneity is paining me this out my Mother Nature
Naturally there's none but hate in me, look what our Cather gave us
No hero, no Father figure, Just a bothered ****
Down to pawn my brand new TV just to spark it witcha'
Man child, asking step son for a hand out
Man, how? is this my example of a man now?
Manhandling women tryna get your demand out
Fuck father, you less than a man you damn coward!
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Child is the father of man
As a man the child in me saw a father in him
The first impression didn't do a lot for the man
But after that I truly seen an honest attempt
Number two, tell the truth, he had the family comfortable
Lovable, jail bird envisioned hood Huxtable
Did a lot in a short while to make my mother smile
Gave me the ring like hold it down, that's why i fuck witchu
Tears in my eyes, I can't lie I was proud as fuck
Parties at the crib can't nobody get as loud as us
Showing me all you need is love and you can pile it up
Then I seen some shift in his buzz, a few solid months passed
And now I see the first impression back again
Cleaning up the crib, none' but bottles in the cabinets
Caught em in my room hiding bottles in my mattress
Found em a bench a couple times what's is happening
Traumatized as child, the man can't cope
Sat em down to talk but New Amsterdam spoke
Damn, who would've thought another man turned joke?
Cries every night from my momma staying woke!
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
(Kid's sing!)
I ain't gone take no mess
I ain't gone take no mess
(Kid's sing!)
I ain't gone take no mess
I ain't gone take no mess
Papa might like gin, wit' a grin
Papa might like sin, then again
Papa might like gin, wit' a grin
Papa might like sin, then again
Child is the father of man
You had a child and failed to be a father to him
I mean, why bother giving him fodder when you odd in the hem?
Providing a hymn, describing my honor to be a bother to him
Honest attempts at being better when you learned what it meant to me
But I gotta question, why abandonment was meant for me?
Never called, even on my birthdays especially
Crazy when considering your birthday is next to me
Oh, Father! Why has thou forsaken me?
I used to wish and wait for father impatiently
I know that wish is the father of thought
But if my father had brought love and guidance early on, what would it make of me?
All I ever wanted was attention from you
I used to have dreams of how to put my tension to use
Tell you the truth
It's prolly best that we met when you grew
Not an excuse
In retrospect, if I knew what I knew now
You was too wild to change for a new child
A victim to your childhood
A victim to a shoot out
A victim irresponsible
A victim of unused power
A victim that my momma knew
A victim that was too proud
Pride is the father of the ego
Knew so many victims where from and only few good people
When my grandfather died you came right when I needed you
With my siblings by your side making love more feasible
I guess child is the father of man
The father of my mother was a father to Ben
Was jealous when I learned you was a father to them
But I know you had to grow to be a father for them
Sins of the father
Makes life ten times harder babe
The world part of
Causes innocence to wander, hey
Sins of the father
Makes life ten times harder babe
The world part of
Causes innocence to wander, hey
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me, now?
Papa can you hear me?
Papa can you hear me?
Now?
Written by: Nahree Wages
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