Lyrics:
I am the tin man
For a hundred years he rested here
Rusted shut and so dormant
In a little lost corner where no one strolls
In the soul of this
about
Man, we counting by the gram or the ounce
Little niggas better bounce
Are you in or you out?
Man, it’s either for the penny or the pound
Real
like the t-t tree broke
Man my pen game like a kilo, swish the shit like my name D Rose
Got her wobbling like her knee broke, amount of fucks I give is
to the island
himmina, humani, see, himina, humini, see,
My DJ go by the name of Jazzy, little chest big tummy
Watch the man rip the wheels and a
It's
to just stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back (8 Mile Road)
can/
I refuse to take orders from invisible men/
Oh you say being gay wasn’t part of his plan?/
Then why the fuck he give little girls the parts
everything would be alright
Scribbling all day get these motherfucking bars right
No letting smoke by, letting all sparks fly
Shit man why try
Get sent sky
cheese
To squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chick
But really doe, once a man advance
and bend blocks smoke the last of these
Pimp cats
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
you some ole Johnny Cash
Make it a fifty and I'll even play a little Lynyrd Skynyrd some Sweet Home Alabam
If we close the place down we don't give
pain
Oh how it was so hard to climb so far to give it all up
For a moment of glory, glory
As the months rolled by and accusations fly
and it's ok
It's music it's hip-hop it's groundbreaking
When I do it, it's war
In the city watch how I'm
Getting head with it she do it with no hands
And I
And I’d just keep on running
But now you’ll never hurt me again
I’ll be gone with the wind by the end of the night
I won’t give into a mad man
You’re
corners make the color change
With the candy paint
If you smell the weed
In the party we the ones to blame
They say look at little Johnny
Man he grown up
nurse
Who helped people with polio
Played by Rosalind Russell
No idea who Nick was nick Charles
Perhaps? The Thin Man played
By William Powell
(26)
remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad
Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast)
'Cause Johnny wanted
I got rubber bands in my right hand
Diamond shine like the light man
I just pop a blue xan
Only picking up the plug man
Google translate what
and he back already
Got that sack already, man we got them racks already
As far as your girl, I hit it from the back already
I tried to get a tan, but I'm
to the island
himmina, humani, see, himina, humini, see,
My DJ go by the name of Jazzy, little chest big tummy
Watch the man rip the wheels and a
It's
on the other hand those cuts are better than the medals!
I wanna be a better man than I ever was!
I just wanna see my friends become happier! Next!
I just wanna
and give her a hug
She was married to the man, he was a thug
His name was Lee, he drove a Z
He'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock
I was
and give her a hug
She was married to the man, he was a thug
His name was Lee, he drove a Z
He'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock
I was
A little bitty snack for Argus
And a snack for the creature in his hand
Wriggling through his fingers
And into the soul of man
Hastened by the sound
Man, they say your right hand man
Ain't your right hand man
Till your right hand filled with
Money you feel me?
Money's the root of all evil
I guess
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