Lupe Fiasco - King Nas lyrics

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Lupe Fiasco - King Nas lyrics

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco] Ghetto, uh, uh Ghetto (ghetto) Ghetto (ghetto, yeah) Ghetto, yeah (ghetto) Uh [Verse 1] Ghetto mythologies colonize my mind constantly I shine sonically in the Chi, divine comedy I vibe consciously to override suicide inside Honestly 'cause they don't wanna honor me and honesty Black king poetic with Nat King's aesthetic Half-dream, half-machine where the black queens get naked For a dollar from a scholar like me Not at all bothered by what outsider might see Flippin', a thousand grams get dissolved in the kitchen Heart wrenchin', part played, took away from my ascension Crooked ways brought from car lookaways from tooken Js But it's too late for your prevention 'cause I'm playin' my position [Chorus] I'm the man now (man now, man now, man now) I'm the man... now I'm the man... now If you the man, let me see your f**in' hands now Not the man then keep your mother f**in' hands down (man now) I'm the man... now Uh [Verse 2] k**er friends, dope dealers concealing sins Sin and swim in my trunk like jumps deeper ends We the gems, your daughter, we'll teach her hymns From the annals of crime channels that dismantle Her once so we can mend, send 'em back, a livin', I'm feelin' trapped We know religion but brimmin' with brilliant facts, so we map Cast distorted role of a lady with no control, let it go, hold onto baby I wanna see it all, never half asleep some n***as can't see the walls 'Cause of the masterpiece my data breach like hacker leaks Delete the McAfees and slam the backdoors in back of me Social engineer appears steer her to give a chat to me, happily Actually activated off accolades of my apogee and act yakkity Then deeply speak it back to me, then move it further We can have a junta or a jerga I smurf it and spoof the server, reboot and produce a cursor [Chorus] I'm a man now (man now, man now, man now) I'm the man... now I'm the man... now If you the man, let me see your f**in' hands now Not the man then keep your mother f**in' hands down (man now) Ghetto, ghetto, I'm the man... now [Verse 3] Deny the service and a little blue from the boycott Advertise rum, space available on my toy box But no sleepin' on me, dig deeper than reachin' shorties Scheme for giant green, getting CREAM sweeter than bein' corny Know the difference between bein' in love and bein' horny Bein' hated, bein' human, bein' a teen but bein' forty They like to get 'em young like I'm Brigham's son Be more man that my attitudes, no ladder rather have a youth Like the OGs pullin' Benzos out They make 'em put they pussies out like Fred Flintstone's house Heart blacker than the back of Fred Flintstone mouth I may be more like Baba Kwesi, take the Timbo route To be a man now [Chorus] I'm the man... now I'm the man... now If you the man, let me see your f**in' hands now Not the man then keep your mother f**in' hands down (man now) Ghetto, ghetto, I'm the man... now [Outro] From the ghetto, oooh Qul a'uudhi bi rabbin naas Malikin naas Ilaahin naas Min sharril wawaasil khannas Alladhee yuwaswisu fee suduurin naas Minal Jinnati wa naas Ghetto From the ghetto (ghetto) Ghetto (ghetto, ghetto) From the ghetto Ghetto (ghetto, ghetto) Not goin' down to the ghetto, the ghetto When we gon' bring back God to the ghetto? You're the man now You're the man now You are the man now You the man You're the man now (now, now) [?] lookin' at Whatchu lookin at? Huh, whatchu lookin at?

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