Trackmasters - Man's World lyrics

(James Brown sample) "This is a Man's World!" Verse 1: Lies and rumors, money and hoes It's the World that I'm attached to, the World that I know Influential, never stable in the mental But clever, spittin' that same sh** n***as is into I'll bleed for the craft if I have to, think rational Lovin' money and weed, p**y and fast food Tatoo a dead Man's name on my arm I'm a thug in the street thats still afraid of his Moms Everyday I watch a player get robbed, player get popped I try to drink the pain away and pray that it stops In the mornin' head straight to the spot, the juice bar n***as tried all that other sh** and whats the use God? For the paper Nature takes it too far, perfectionist Rep the bridge, where everything's foul except the kids We get it on, and contradict livin' long Though the clock will still tic when you gone Chorus (This is a Man's World!) Now if you a Man be a Man (you need a plan) If you fall (I'ma put you on your feet again) When you starve (I'ma show you how to eat again) And through it all (I'll show you how to be a friend) Now when you in charge be in charge (you need a squad) If you bored (I'ma show you how to be involved) I give 'em more (n***as know they can't see the God) I can't believe it God (I gotta eat or starve) Verse 2: Keep the livest image, high percentage Four in the mornin' n***as blitzin' on corners like the line of scrimmage Convicts turnin' confident Enter the phase of n***as and they feminine ways Love my Timberlands, cinnamon suede Bottles mo' proof For all the problems that a n***a go through It's forever real Cause some scars can never heal I'd rather throw the cards in and pray I get a better deal Guns excite me, keep atleast a hundred Wifey's My duns up in the pens ya'll need to write me Street cadets, alias names and re-arrests It doesn't take much to know that wrieffer helps relieve the stress We make moves or get caught for the loot Wild n***as on the block look for more to recruit Gettin' chips from an alternate route But the same breed It's been Twenty-somethin' years now I'm still lookin' for the same dream Chorus Verse 3: In my World police recognize names Know us n***as by the walk or the size of their chain You know the motto We live for today, there's no tomorrow We're only makin' time for the hoes that swallow f** a role model, I need therapy Seven nights out the week I jump out my sleep breathin' heavily Keep my head up, only the strong survive Livin' in a Man's World, still belongs to a tribe Took the family along for the ride Watch 'em eat Now I'm movin' with the same cats that'll rock me to sleep Never close your eyes, learn to roll with the wise Cause some n***as 'll talk sh** and play close to the sides While I call the shots And stay supportin' the block We livin' above the law until all of it stops I still open doors, a thug n***a overall And if you ain't know then black Man go for yours Chorus 'till fade...