Released: October 30, 2000

Featuring: Beanie Sigel

Songwriter: R. Garcia Perez Botija Beanie Sigel E. Delaltoz JAY-Z

Producer: T.T. (Producer)

[Intro: Beanie Sigel]
Damn, how I'ma say this shit?
Ay, ay, Dad
Yeah, it's your boy
You don't remember me?
I wanna talk to you, scrap

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
I remember being kicked out the house 'cause I looked just like you
Said I'd be nothing but a crook—just like you
Even niggas in the hood was shook or they just liked you
'Cause all they said was, "Little Whitey, look, I'm just like you"
But dawg, I can't see it at all, shit
We never kicked it at all, we never pitched or kicked at a ball
Dawg, you never taught me shit
How to fight, ride a bike, fixed a flat, none of that sorts of shit
Nigga you was an abusive pops, fuck
You left me out to dry, stuck
Gotta teach News to box, gotta teach News to block
And that ain't the half of it man, I gotta teach News the block
It's about time we have a father to son (Nigga sit down)
Sit down let me tell you 'bout your fatherless sons
How they grew to be men and father they sons
Father they daughters—nigga, you left a fatherless daughter
I never follow your orders
Nigga you make me sick, pussy, you could... ooh
How you gon' leave these memories in the back of my mind?
I can see it clear as day, you smacking my mom
I 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9
Put it in my palm when I was young and said that would be mine
You turned me out, the reason why I hit the block
Reason why I tried to hit them cops
Reason why I started hitting shots
Reason why I started getting licked and drinking syrup and skipping court
Gingerbread Man never think of getting caught
Look at your hands, man—damn you fought
Nigga you left my mom
Left us with no good-byes, you left us out to dry
You left us with no letters, notes, no replies (Nothing!)
No digits, numbers was unlisted
You left us with some of my loneliest nights
Nigga, some of my hungriest nights
Shit, one of the reasons for years (Shit embarrassing)
Damn, we used to think money was white
Yeah you gave us life, like, fruit from a plant
We ain't eat right from them foods from them stamps
And to think, you was my pop, man, I gotta stop, shit

[Chorus: L. Dionne & Beanie Sigel]
Daddy, where have you been?
And when you come home, you got us here all alone
Mommy, where daddy went?
You always take up for him, always said you'd make up for him
Mommy, what happened then?
Who was you cheating on him? Why he's always beating on you?
Daddy, where have you been?
Nigga, you gon' hear me out

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
I wanted to walk just like you (Remember?)
Wanted to talk just like you (Word?)
Often momma said I look too much
And I thought just like you (And I'd get happy)
Wanted to drink Miller nips and smoke Newports just like you
But you left me, now I'm going to court just like you
I would say, "My daddy loves me and he'll never go away"
Bullshit, do you even remember December's my birthday?
Do you even remember the tender boy
You turned into a cold young man with one goal and one plan?
Get mommy out of some jam, she was always in one
Always short with the income, always late with the rent
You said you was coming through, I would stay in the hallway
Always playing the bench (Waiting) and that day came and went
Fuck you very much, you showed me the worst kind of pain
But I'm stronger and trust me, I will never hurt again
Would never ask mommy, "Why daddy don't love me?
Why is we so poor? Why is life so ugly?
Mommy, why is your eyes puffy?
Please don't cry, everything'll be alright
I know it's dark now, but we gon' see the light
It's us against the world, we don't need him, right?" (Right!)
Mommy driving 6's now (Yeah) I got riches now (Yeah)
I bought a nice home for both of my sisters now
We doing real good, we don't miss you now
See how life twists around, fucker?

[Chorus: L. Dionne & Beanie Sigel]
Daddy, where have you been?
And when you come home, you got us here all alone
Mommy, where daddy went?
You always take up for him, always said you'd make up for him
Mommy, what happened then?
Who was you cheating on him? Why he's always beating on you?
Daddy, where have you been?
Nigga, you gon' hear me out

JAY-Z

Having sold over 100 million records worldwide, and holding the solo artist record of 14 Billboard 200 #1 albums, Shawn “JAY-Z” Carter is possibly the most talented, accomplished and respected rapper of all-time. He has released 13 studio albums and five collaborative albums over his 30-year career.

Three of his albums, Reasonable Doubt, The Blueprint, and The Black Album, are considered landmarks in the genre, with all of them featured in Rolling Stone’s list of the 500 greatest albums of all time. Hov has won 21 Grammy Awards from sixty-four nominations, making him the 10th most awarded artist of all-time.

Legendary for never writing down his lyrics, JAY-Z’s flow is considered one of the greatest to grace the genre, his wordplay and metaphorical ability is unmatched, and his live shows push the envelope of what it means to be a hip hop artist. His MTV Unplugged appearance introduced the idea of having a full band (The Roots) backing up a hip hop artist at major concerts, and during his 2004 documentary Fade to Black he doubled down, selling out Madison Square Garden (in mere minutes) while featuring an enormous live band performance.