Lyrics

Now everybody in the crowd, please step up to witness
Cause I?m about to spit and you don?t want to miss this
This is the type of shit you?ll putting on your hitlist
As I continue to transmit wit vocal fitness
Now all the ladies on the floor they want to kiss this
And all the fellas getting mad, you can?t diss this
Cause I?m too busy getting rich to hit your shit
Besides, my wife would not permit this.
So it?s really not worth getting your ass kicked
Losing your mind over a rhyme would be tragic
I know I told you I?m pro, that I can handle it
You must remember that I?m also just a man pissed
So if you really wanna flow, come and get this
I got a feeling your too slow, you can?t emit this
And now your face is all red, dude you should quit this
How bout you sit this out

Cause I?m? just a man, you got to understand
That I?m just a man, you got to understand?
That I?m just a man, you got to understand?
That I?m just a man, but not your ordinary brand

Once in a while you gotta get buckwild
Once in a while you gotta get buckwild
Once in a while you gotta get buckwild
Once in a while you gotta get buckwild on a track,
I'm back with this here verbal attack
And don?t act like the fact that I rap is a smack
To the tact of the game that I came to impact
I get flamed when my claim to some fame is attacked
I keep aim on the chain with my brain still intact
I keep climbing and find that contrary to fact
Too much fuss is discussed about race which is whack
And the thrust is like rust, it keeps setting us back
Cause the truth is it really don?t matter who you is
As long as you got flow and show you can do this
The fans will make plans to come watch you pursue this
And the record label reps understand you their new biz
So white, black, yellow, brown, it really don?t matter
You shatter the batter with chatter and the smatter gets scattered
But don?t try to batter me with all of your flattery
I can take it or leave it, it?s where I finish that matters to me

As I continue to win you, my music?s the venue
Begin with my menu the spirit within you
Will leap out and shout no doubt so why wait
As the bass drum kicks my mouth salivates
We got debate on the plate, and if you taking the bait
You?ll relate to the style of the sound I create
I can?t shake the sound, I can?t fake the sound
I can?t break the sound, but I can make the sound
Go BOOM. All inside your living room
I?m consuming the gloom compressing autotune
And pretty soon, I can let the lotto alone
Cause my motto is sweet just like some bottled perfume
Now even though I sing, I?m not a king
And even though I make you bounce, I?m not a spring.
And even though you standing there with cash in hand
It don?t mean that everything will go according to plan
Cause the time span of life can flip you you might land
Upside down in the sand on your can
So I prepare for the stairs that are where I began
And I swear to be aware cause I am just a man.