Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Chris E. Martin, Keith Elam, Kendrick Jeru Davis, James Heath
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Gang StarrI'm the Man Lyrics:
I say people, people come on and check it out now
You see the mic in my hand now watch me wreck it now
What is a party if the crew ain't there?
What's your name?
Call me Guru that's my man Premier
Now many attempts have been made to hold us back?
Slander the name and with-hold facts
But I'm the type of brother with much more game
I got a sure aim and if I find you're to blame
You can bet you'll be exterminated, taken out, done
It doesn't matter how many they'll go as easy as just one
Bust one round in the air for this here
'Cuz this year suckers are going no where
'Cuz my street style and intelligence level
Makes me much more than just a angry rebel
I'm Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
M C's that ain't equipped get flipped in my circle
I'm aiming on raining on the bitch ass chumps
'Cuz their rhymes don't flow and their beats don't pump
And niggaz better know I paid my dues and shit
I'm 'bout to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit
I'm out to get the props that are rightfully mine
Yeah me and the crew think it's about that time
But on the DL you know that Gangstarr will conquer
That's why you stare and point and others cling on to
My nautica, asking for a hookup
Well sorry but my schedule is all booked up
Nobody put me on I made it up the hard way
Look out for my people but the suckers should parlay
'Cuz it's business kid, this ain't no free for all
You have to wait your turn, you must await your call
So now, now it is my duty to
Eliminate and subtract all of the booty crews
And suckers should vacate before I get irate
And I'll kick your can from here to Japan
With force you can't withstand 'cuz I'm the muthafuckin' man
Right now I got my man Lil' Dap from the Group home
Yo step up to the mic and tell them why you're the man
So much anger built inside
So don't stop to say hi, muthafucka just die
My shit holds a mouthful so I guess you know what's up
Why punks get killed at the end of the month
Styles and styles I flip Lil' Dap remains sick
Yes the Group Home is thick so all you punks hear this
Every time you riff the more fame that we get
Muthafuckas act hard thinking that they are God
Niggaz just don't understand let me be my own man
Did everything on my own and everyplace wasn't home
Anywhere that I'd rest I had to dress with a vest
I guess you get the routine but with a lot of stress
Frustration on my mind brothers doin' mad time
Rhymes are organized like crime as we're rippin' the lines
Brothers just don't know how shit got to go
'Cuz I was told to never give my back to the street
As I walk through the ghetto dead souls I greet
See my man give him pound then I walk with a frown
Another minute another brother's gunned down
Shit is getting too close that's why the Group Home is thick
So every time you riff the more fame that we get
My father always said don't watch the one across the street
Watch the one right next b'cuz he's easy to flex
Took heed to what he said yeah that deep ass nigga
While brothers hang around tryin' to get down
Niggaz just don't understand I'm the muthafuckin' man
And also on the set from Dirty Rotten Scoundrels
We got my man Jeru the Damaja, yo tell them why you're the man
I'll tap your jaw you probably heard it before
Step to the bedlamite I'll prove my word is law
Drugstore with more, dope rhyme vendor
Not partial to beef, the chief ambassador
Niggaz get mad 'cuz they can't score
Like a wild west flick they wish to shoot up my door
But I incite a riot, don't even try it
Bust up chumps so crab kids keep quiet
Like I said before, I tap jaws, snatch whores
Kill suckers in wars vic a style you said was yours
Money grip wanna flip but you're fish
House the mic like your hooker and did tricks on the bitch
Dirty Rotten Scoundrel and my name is Jeru
Utilizing my tools in '92, M C's step up in mobs to defeat us
When we rock knots and got props like Norm Peterson
Lot's of friends, lot's of fun, lots of beers
Got the skills, kreeno so I always get cheers
Troop on like a trooper no tears for fears
I'm a get mines 'cuz the crew'll get theirs
Cut you up like Edward Scissor hands
You know the program I'm the muthafuckin' man
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