Lyrics:
Hello, hello, my ace man, my fellow
John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, oh no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
to stop what I'm doing
just to turn around and watch them walk by
At the very next opportunity
I'm gonna give a younger man a try
Because younger men
a fuller realization of democracy
The measure of progress, as we understand it, is the measure of equality enjoyed by all men
We can do something about
YOU RECOGNIZE ME
BUT DON’T KNOW WHO I AM TODAY
I KNOW YOU LIKE YOUR BOYS FEMME
CAN’T HAVE THEM LOOKING LIKE MEN
AREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO SAID
ONE MAN'S
screwface
The cold is getting to him, don't hurt 'em, it's too late
Yeah, he just a dude with a dream
That been quashed by a system, wasn't built to succeed
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
bitches, man that's day to day
I've been countin', man that's day to day
Fuckin' bitches, man that's (Day to day)
Uh, uh
I don't know what I'mma do
Bitumen the bitter man
Gotta be the better man
For the better men
Bitumen the bitter man
Gotta be the better man
For the better men
I'm layin' this
of the other men,
Ashamed to perch proudly, off the side of the boat
One long, powerful arc of piss to be admired and celebrated! By the men!
Surely it was
like I put it in some grass and spliffed it
If I don't get my man that's passed, it's not misses
Female donkeys, y'all niggas ass and dickless
Hard
all of it, all of it, all of it)
All of it
(Not just some of it, all of it, all of it)
All of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a bird turn
men it has slew more than a billion, dispear, eh
It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion
This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze
loaded guns
All because no daddy's at home, to raise they son's
Man Up! or Glove Up, or Catch some more re-runs
And here we go again, bomb'n over seas
wish she could of saved him
Damn near impossible, only men can raise men
He was his own man, not even him can save him
He put his faith in her,
the mandem pull up with weapons
These tools give big men periods
These tools give big men periods
Just cuz you're an African man
You can still get done by
They finally let the dish and the pan
Hit us all with some cash
Let me get to Virginia, link up with Timbaland
Now I'm bustin' they ass
Now they callin'
dick
I'm surprised if you thick, and I ain't with gettin caged in
But I'm a Made Man, so I'll be ought by the A.M., what?
Chorus 2X
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
And to those who weep death comes cheap these men with broken hearts
Oh so humble you should be when they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest
Yo, listen man this is for my heart I just gotta let it out you feel me
Alright
It's so hard to be a man I see why some people quit
Working 30 days
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
to renew all-even our hidden hate
So don't call it making love, cuz you just earning death
If the two of you aren't bound by covenant yet
Teach me some
of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men sitting in the bars
Knowing neon
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