man in chains I know the truth, they are so ignorant I'm the man in chains I know the truth, they are so ignorant I'm the man in chains
the man in chains I know the truth, they are so ignorant I'm the man in chains I know the truth, they are so ignorant I'm the man in chains
set i claim P.N.C dezept put on and bang can't hang get ripped man shit split man steele flow sick man tek inflict pain moove over Cocoa Brovaz taking
drunken men Show their hands for fucking arse They bang their heads He's a man, he's a kid Wanna bang with you Headbanging man He's man, he's a kid Wanna
homie protect yo'self Stop fucking with the West nigga respect yo'self It's a short ride to the top and a long way down Look Man vs. Machine about to
t give a damn Sellin you the powder, now can you tell me how tha hell you expect to excel by killin the black for the green, got the white man havin fun Givin up the machine
it Like the senate was missin Patricia Hearst cause I been in it for a minute Put minutes in till it hurt, not for minute will I let You diminish my men
attitude, I spoke of gratitude She wasn't stuck up and rude, and we became cool From then on we learnt as friends, as lovers You could be my girl, I'd be your man
or box-cutter slow dance- popcorn, popcorn... Hot summer gun or box-cutter slow dance- capture the damage. (Yo, this dude talks real slow yo... Crazy. Yeah man
line I won't toe or defend, Instead I curse at the murderous men, in suits of professionals who act like animals Man child, ruthless and wild, Who gonna chain
degrees Plus I'm street like powder, milk, and government cheese If you a runnin' man nigga, then I'ma shoot up your knees Then it's me against the world, man against machine
sittin on swole the strongest way to grow The only way I know, underground railroad on track No physical or mental chain can shackle that [answering machine
men Show their hands for fucking arse They bang their heads He's a man, he's a kid Wanna bang with you Headbanging man He's man, he's a kid Wanna bang
Yo Bent, let's get to the club man [Hook] R-O-C, if this is what ya want Then put cha' hands up high and keep em' up My dudes, my dimes then this is
gonna have to head for the hills again And you know how that levee was built Mister Not with machines it is built with elbow grease They got the men
heavens break the seals the veil of armageddon cries it's tears [iv. the wrath] standing in time, two worlds collide break the numbers, break the chains break the chains
bullshit, few men got tired of me My niggas is wrong, they hated, and they lied to me Explain the saga, fuck yo, your chain liver Fuck the blinging,
the way" Kinda selfish if I make niggaz get out and spray Leave you helpless and the only thing you do is you pray, nigga Shit is God-made, or man-made and machine
