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$nakeeyez - the man lyrics
the man lyrics
when i’m in the club
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
when i’m in the booth
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
what happened to you?
thought you was the man bro?
thought you made dough?
where yo man’s go?
when you pulled up
with your ugly h_
thought you was the man yo?
you a sham bro
when i’m in the club
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
when i’m in the booth
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
what happened to you?
thought you was the man bro?
thought you made dough?
where yo man’s go?
when you pulled up
with your ugly h_
thought you was the man yo?
you a sham bro
i know i’m the man, i ain’t got to be endorsed
hip hop done fell down, i got to carry the torch
n____ feeling himself ’cause he got him a little cash
i’ll do him like his a&r does his music, throw his a__ in the trash
i don’t do well with s___ talkers, i carry a muzzle
scrawny a__ n____ flexing, but he ain’t got no muscles
he showed guns on the ‘gram like he about that life
i saw him going through a midlife crisis when he split with his wife
talking about the h___ ain’t got my heart, you my one and only
i guess i ain’t the only one that could recognize a phony
keep my name out your mouth, ‘fore i have your lips doing yoga
put more lead in your a__ than a ticonderoga
i ain’t gangster or street, but don’t play me for a p____
n0body likes to shoved, so stop trying to push me
stay in your lane, stop veering into oncoming traffic
fore i make your a__ extinct like you live in jurassic
you washed up and burned out, you not even in your prime
keep rapping about dope so much, you’ll go back to bagging dimes
if this was a race against hate, i’ll be declared the winner
keep f______ with me, i’ll have your ex_wife over for dinner
when i’m in the club
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
when i’m in the booth
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
what happened to you?
thought you was the man bro?
thought you made dough?
where yo man’s go?
when you pulled up
with your ugly h_
thought you was the man yo?
you a sham bro
when i’m in the club
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
when i’m in the booth
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
what happened to you?
thought you was the man bro?
thought you made dough?
where yo man’s go?
when you pulled up
with your ugly h_
thought you was the man yo?
you a sham bro
i make music that appeals to the masses
your career is dead weight, that b____ really belong in a casket
you hating on me n____, all you do is copy and paste
you ain’t hard n____, heard your first job was postmates
them h___ you f___ with, you had them last year
you a reptile, your ex wasn’t fooled by them crocodile tears
so much snot in your nose, i thought you was roscoe
too much sauce with them emotions, lay off the tabasco
i write my own s___, you got casper on speed dial
i ain’t the salvation army n____, you can’t borrow my style
don’t take it out on me that you got label problems
you was born and raised in manchester, what the h___ you know about harlem?
i’m living the same way you are, only mine’s was self made
you made yourself public enemy, but you ain’t flavor flav
it’s all good and well making faces in the mirror
you still stuck in your past, we moved on to a different era
when i’m in the club
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
when i’m in the booth
i’m the man bro
i’m the man yo
i’m the man though
what happened to you?
thought you was the man bro?
thought you made dough?
where yo man’s go?
when you pulled up
with your ugly h_
thought you was the man yo?
you a sham bro
you keep making threats, i ain’t tryna get involved
you hooked on nostalgia, i know how to evolve
your label got you selling music out the trunk of your car
you a nebula in this game, i’m a rising star
all this poison ivy all around, they know i’m a triple threat
so many false starts tryna block me, i ain’t even get set
hold on your ex is on the other line, she said i’m a great listener
she told me her hair smells good when she put on that conditioner
you can come and watch if you like, i’ll have to charge you admission
i don’t do threesome with dudes, so don’t ask to audition
i saw your ig with your girl, we were amused when you spoke on your goons
i played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
she called me 50 cent and chris brown all rolled into one
she wanted some of my genes, so she asked me to give her a son
i got too many clothes in my closet, i ain’t got room for a stroller
she put her finger on my lips and told me to shut up and hold her
i ain’t got the energy to settle down, i’m too d___ sluggish
you ain’t no stewardess, you can’t handle all of my luggage
she whispered in my ear, she ain’t innocent either
with all of the s___ she told me, i was surprised that he didn’t leave her
i grew tired of listening, i turned up the tv
she had her tongue out of her mouth like she was with ac/dc
i admit she was nice with it, she was a hot zone hunter
he missed out on her expertise, d___ that’s a bummer
when she went to sleep, i snuck out through the back
that n____ was waiting for me, he had my a__ cracked
put a weapon to my face, he said i done f_____ up
i told him that was his girl, i guess i was way too much
he pulled the trigger on me, and i closed my eyes
he didn’t have the heart to do it, he broke down and cried
i couldn’t believe it, i actually felt sorry for this n____
there was no difference between us, i just never got the picture
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