I LOVE BABIES CTC'89 — New Orleans [Intro — spoken over heartbeat + dark piano] Yeah... Before they know the streets, before they know hate, before the world puts a label on their name— they know your heartbeat. CTC'89. This one for the babies. [Verse 1 — rapid, lyrical flow] Keep your baby close, they need your chest, Your heartbeat the first beat they ever heard best. Before drums, before bass, before words make sense, Mama's pulse was the music on the other side of existence. Keep your heart pure—they can feel that vibration, Little eyes reading souls with no translation. Cry when they're hungry? Feed 'em. That's communication. Cry with that gas? Tap their back. That's dedication. No dictionary needed, every tear got a meaning, Three in the morning, whole house ain't sleeping. Tiny little fingers got a heavyweight grip, Grab your index finger like, "Don't ever let me slip." Eyes of an angel, innocence in the face, A little piece of tomorrow wrapped up in grace. Sinless—ain't learned what this cold world does, So before you teach the baby anything— Teach 'em love. [HOOK — BIG, SOULFUL] 🎵 I LOVE BABIES! Keep your baby close! When the whole world gets cold, be the warmth they know. I LOVE BABIES! That's your blood, that's your heart, That's a brand-new light God placed in your arms. Feed 'em! Hold 'em! Protect 'em! Love 'em! And when you think you've loved enough— LOVE 'EM MORE! 🎵 [Verse 2 — Brenda] Mama, I know it's hard—Brenda had her baby first, Young hands holding heaven while she fighting through the hurt. Raised her eyes to the skies, tears rolling down her face, Like the ceiling disappeared and she could finally see grace. She said: "Dear God... I'm dedicating what's in my arms to You." Now that's a prayer with a heartbeat attached, A covenant of love no contract could match. That baby's like a blank page fresh from the Author, So every word you write becomes part of your daughter. Every hug is a brick in the house of her confidence, Every kiss puts a lock on the door against hopelessness. You ain't just raising a child—you're raising a future, Your voice becomes the thread and your love becomes the suture. When life's blade cuts deep and the pain leaves scars, Home should be the place where they remember who they are. [Beat Switch — drums hit harder] [Verse 3 — Fathers] Fathers! Love your wives—see that baby through, Don't just make a life, make a life with 'em too. Stand up! A man's more than money, muscles, pride and respect, He's the roof when it's raining and the arms that protect. Baby watching your moves before they understand speech, So the life that you live is the first lesson you teach. Your son studying your footsteps like maps in the sand, Your daughter learns her value by the love of her dad. So be careful with the blueprint you leave in their sight— You might be their first definition of what love looks like. Some of us don't have children— Think about that blessing. Somebody somewhere praying for what you're neglecting. So when that little voice screams "Daddy!" from the hall, That's richer than a diamond, bigger than having it all. You were destined to stand. Destined to lead. Not through fear— Through giving your family what they need. [Final Hook — huge drums + soul sample] 🎵 I LOVE BABIES! Keep your baby close! Protect that little heart before they learn this world. I LOVE BABIES! Tiny hands, angel eyes, Little piece of heaven looking back into your eyes. Feed 'em! Burp 'em! Hold 'em! Teach 'em! Kiss 'em before bedtime, tell 'em you're proud. And when you think you've loved enough— LOVE 'EM LOUUUUD! LOVE 'EM LONG! LOVE 'EM MORE! 🎵 [Outro — heartbeat returns] Before they know your money... they know your touch. Before they know your mistakes... they know your voice. Before they understand the world... you are their world. Protect the babies. CTC'89. New Orleans.89 (P.S.Love your babies for mines was aborted 😭)
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