Jay Z released a rap about the birth of Blue Ivy Carter and Blue Ivy can be heard crying on the track...
Jay-Z raps,
“Words can’t describe what I’m feeling for real/Baby I’d paint the sky blue/My greatest creation was you...”
“You was made in Paris, and mama woke up the next day and shot an album package/Last time the miscarriage was so tragic/we was afraid you’d disappear but no, baby, you magic.”
Most amazing feeling I feel/Words can’t describe the feeling for real.
Baby I paint the sky blue, my greatest creation was you, you. Glory.
False alarms and false stops, all made better by the sound of your heart
All the pain of the last time, pray so hard it was the last time.
Your momma said that you danced for her. Did you wiggle your hands for her. Glory, glory, glory. Sorry. Everything that I prayed for. God’s gift. I wish I would of prayed more. God makes no mistakes I made a few. Rough sledding here and there but I made it through.
I wreak havoc on the world, get ready for part two, a younger smarter faster me, so a pinch of Hov, a whole glass of Bey.
Glory.
The most amazing feeling I feel. Words can’t describe what a feeling for real. Baby, I paint the sky blue, my greatest creation was you.
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 Momma woke up the next day and shot her album package.
Last time, the miscarriage was so tragic. We was afraid you’d disappear 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 a recipe.
Glory Glory Glory. Sorry. Glory.
The most amazing feeling I feel. Words can’t describe what a feeling for real. Baby, I paint the sky blue, my greatest creation was you.
*Blue Ivy’s crying*
