I'm the man (I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man) I'm the man that gave you the hula-hoop I'm the man (I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man) I'm the
, I'm the man, man, man, man, man, man, man Man, man, man, man, man, man, man I'm the man, man, man, man, man, man, man Man, man, man, man, man, man,
back my steel Still runnin' from the police I gets no sleep I got you peepin in my window while I'm smokin indo But I ain't no motherfuckin track star
the nine nine It's my time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see when I open up Baby girl, fuckin you now before I blow
A time of tension, racially fenced in I came off (and all the brothers blessed him) I left more than a mark, I left a dent Cause I'm a product, of the
me Ager Man Bart Let me turn up the heat man Dig it the M.O.B. baby. I'm so hurt!! Fa sheezy. Fa sheez. [Verse 1: Bart] I fold the cash then I
knot I'm reaching, leaving haters behind Balling with my nigs', grinding at the same time I'm reaching, to the top nonstop Forever representing, till my casket drop I'm
second before I squeeze since I'm A gangster, I'm a put myself on my knees, I'm to many suicide I'm Sick, of feelin' depressed, and I'm stressed out like
peepin' you all the time I'm comin', I'm gunnin' and I put that on the double nine [Bizzy Bone] Shoot em' up always, hate when I break you off and you
gun - should I buck 'em on down? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I'm
They heard that I buck So don't think you'll win when I got my steel And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a pain well, like I'm insane And know I can
ready to rumble My violent side I can't deny I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini Look if you see me quiet then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell
twenty two is no fun So let me play with me nine I'm steppin'with the Enterpri$e My only army brigade, and if I drop Then I just throw this like a hand
go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect But I won't
no bluffin We buck! Nigga better realize still claim Nineteen nine nine the nine nine Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end, and when I run out, I reloadin and
(Boy) all I say is (Oh Boy) Look mami I'm no good I'm so hood Clap at your soldiers sober then leave after it's over Killa, I'm not your companion or
for currency when I'm be anna but I'm a be making 'em holler Cause I'm a kedavers when I'm attackin the beat I'm a scholar cause I'm a personification
nigga said before I'm sprayin' up the party as I blast through the door So run up or step up I'm down for the plot I can't fake no pitches hoe truster I'm