Lyrics:
, a made man
I'm a made man, a made man
Krizzle! This here was God given
I'm the design of a black man, I defined by hard livin'
But how I whip that
have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse
Saw the bullfighter's
Did you go to Portugal to get that perfect tan?
My mother left my old man cause you asked her how she was
And the whole town wants your number cause
throw him down
to the bottom of a well, so that he will be picked up by some caravan of travelers
They said, O our father, why do you not trust us with
mean those that been since the beginnin'
(Cause some of y'all cut out when it started rainin')
Now check me at the movies I'm rollin' like Black Man
I
Of course she was delighted! she creaked a little bit,
And some old birds flew off of her
Hey, mr. tambourine man, play a song)
Billy told ethell they
to something
I can tell by the way you just flirting with me
Man I stepped in cool with my bros
On some boss man ting mi nah trust no hoe
Men I hustle hard, men
MAN was STUDEBAKER HOCH, fantastic new SUPER HERO of the CURRENT ECONOMIC SLUMP.
(Oh) Now, some folks say he looked like (he was like, he was like)
That bih met let her man go
Done put them all all in the friend zone
She a groupie so I put her in the fan zone
YSL what I'm rocking I got bands ho
to Portugal
And eat some Oreos
Fuck a border, dough
Ima roam the globe,
When I start to get
Money this
Money that
Money fuck
Money who
Money what
Money make me
a big car to
Show off as they ride
Some men need a pretty woman just
To walk by their side
And some men need to see the
Fear in another man's eyes
But all
Yeah
So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
Yeah
Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's
you'll like it or you'll understand
It's the law, the law of the land
'Cause made by almighty men
A teacher man can't be found
Until you find
Strollin through Africa a black man (nigga)
Some try to disrespect to make themsleves look bigger
I am a nigga since birth, a man by choice
Some men act
it by
Tearing butterflies in half
And some men do it in Palm Springs
Laying it into butter-blondes
With Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies
But yuh see some man seh dat dem fi run di business
A Wha a gwaan mon? Yo!
Dem a talk bout more fire, mi a talk bout more prayer
We pray for water
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
hey
And I'mma beat it, I'mma flip it
Before u see it, I done did it, ya, ya
I know everytime she passes by
Every man around her goes like ""ai ai
and Tom Joyner
They're doing good in their lives right now
Why would they wanna tear down another brother (tear down)
Women show black men some love
spencer diss
You boys are wild, see I mean, you boys are like wild, wild
I mean, completely wild and wildness wildy
Man, y'all just some 'ol automatic
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
out, by the bench now
Chillin' on the boat, saw the ice cream truck out
Sixteenth, to the boat, then they fly out
Man, I thought that I would lose it,
One shot man, I'm the one shot man
One shot man, we the one shot men
One shot man, I'm the one shot nigga
Cino on the track, Bart Bobain, that’s
He's the mani man, I wouldn't trade him for no other man
I love you man, you my little man
I hope some day we can talk like men, right now you're
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