Man I Used to Be

[Chorus:Repeat x2] I tried it, I couldn't find it Now I just want to get back to me Awe baby, hoo hoo Back into the man I used to be Things that I said I wouldn't do, I did 'em Secrets below the service of truth I hid 'em This mankind is past, but can he erase The tears of a million years is human race Of animals, that taught to walk upright Then slave all day and fall in a trance at night Flowing the planet, trying to find missing links Like the men we used to be and always suppose to think Mysteries, maybe not It's getting hot, we better configure the plot, but I hold a pen with the grip so tight That' a squeeze the ink out'ta the page, and write a song for the people Came up from the underground, now I write above on a hovercraft sound This microphone, like an an amphetamine Keeping me clean, speaking in dreams So nature can intervene, just for a scene [Chorus] I walk the long path alone, my feet hurt Lost some friends along the way, I did dirt I went to church, I tried everything From leaving my body, to watching the birds sing For hours, so I could feel heavenly powers Had been across the universe and inside of flowers But what is it worth, I'm still just a man on the earth Rappers are acting like man tan Can I be candid, I can't stand it Rap bandit, got Kheaven acting frantic I want to swing my sword decapitate But what is a man if he acts like an ape So I sit back, planning my great escape Load up my EPS and peruse my record crate The man I used to be, I can only see by looking beyond me So what is reality, I don't know [Chorus] [Outro] Oops, wrong song, stop it stop it You know what I woke up in the morning I took a trip to the corner store That's when I heard my calling But I'd never heard the voice of truth before So I kept on walking Pretended I didn't see Walked by a window and my reflection said to me You could try all the same But you'll never know this mystery There's no pile on your plane So you're not the man you used to be Try all the game, but you'll never know this mystery When your pile has no plane Said you're the man you used to be seen Holla and ya holla, you folla you fall Ya holler and ya holla, you folla you fall Ya holler and ya holla, you folla you fall Ya holler and ya holla, you folla you fall Ya holler and ya holla, you folla you fall Ya holler and ya holla, you folla you fall Yo, microphones get ripped holding us back K dash rocking it out, rocking the cold style Making it up, go along singing my song Woke up, in the early morn didn't know what was going on Whatever, I don't really know Flows like an immaculate goat what up, whatever