Lyrics:
news media, the politically correct and the enemy of the people, who not surprisingly hates the show in general and me in particular, by once again tell
[scratched sample] - "I'm the man!"
I stand in, ?? by the way as i begin
do you know who I am? and may reply with a grin
yes, I'm tired of being ??
arranger, poet, et cetera
Extra event, the grand finale-like bonus
I am the man they call the microphonist
With wisdom, which means wise words bein' spoken
arranger, poet, et cetera
Extra event, the grand finale-like bonus
I am the man they call the microphonist
With wisdom, which means wise words bein' spoken
mo' problems - and I ain't got money to solve 'em
This is just another day in the life
Gettin' mobbed by fans - man nobody even knows who I am
This
be bothered, maybe I'll choke
No more engagements
With where have you been's
And faraway frowns
Trying to be good
By not being 'round
And here in
couldn't be bothered, maybe I'll choke
No more engagements
With where have you been's
And faraway frowns
Trying to be good
By not being 'round
i’m not even
Gonna get into that
But worse than that, the kid E
Back to my man E e
Is with Queensbridge he’s from
The Bridge he’s with Nas and
Them
[Johnny Blaze]
So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit
Fuck the world, word up
Sunz of Man, Method Man, True Mast',
not a fear
Fuck y'all Gudda comeback
Man y'all don't want that troule man
That was trouble right there
& y'all don't want that lemme give
It to y'all
that I've lost and found another me
When will we look upon this world
With a little more warmth, say a few warm words
Where is the man who makes
the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)
It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from
have to copyright the Lords' book
Just to cash in a, devil buck
I say this to your shame
Is it so, that there is not a wise man among you?
Not even one,
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
not supposed to be a race
We win together, don't you get it?
It's not a mystery
Its been happening since man started to record history!
"Veni, vidi,
I've just taken a sacred oath each of those patriots have taken. The oath first sworn by George Washington. But the American story depends not on any one
sins
God wants the best for you
Not the less for you
Only one word Only live by faith
Only two words Only by His grace
I got three words Love the Lord
game like Call of Duty, or some say more like Madden
But don't judge me by my past, man, I was wicked wild back then
Everybody has some regrets, or else
truly, the celestial being
You stay seeing pulling up in a fresh European
High-stepping out of a dress to a T
Not another got more soul, unless you
Off to college full of knowledge I'm a pure holder
Stop by my moms to get full hold of
Another hug by my sister who I love
By my mom who still hustle
because Good and Evil is the same thing
Do not be confused by the choice of words used
For every battle we win, there's something we lose
But you still
hard to believe my words
You've been trained by these niggas to expect the worst
I won't fold, I know that I'm not your first
But the first will be last
treasury notes
Not underquote
No, sugarcoat
Just my overcoat
Are you a man of your word
Are you a man of your word!
Are you a man of your word
Are you a man
a little harder
Oh, but I'm scared to death
That there may not be another one like this
And I confess that I'm only holding on by a thin thin thread
And I'm
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