Napoleon Da Legend - To Be a Man lyrics

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Napoleon Da Legend - To Be a Man lyrics

*Chorus x2* Trust is/ something that's earned in this world of pain So many died from the money pretty girls and fame Trying to survive yo we gotta maintain/ It's so hard to be a man/ here me say *Verse1* Living by the devil's doctrine/ murders and metal sparking Tearing our face apart for some cheddar in our pockets Rich like Liberachi diamond bezels in our watches f**ing dimes intoxicated while the devils watching Shadow boxing with myself while the devil's watching Can't shake the feeling the government's spying on me The path to stardom/ Mazeratti's and Aston Martins sh** I used to dream about when my a** was starving Relied on my survival instincts/ to dig myself out the bottom percentage Tearing up the bar full of bottles of liquor/ man's biggest weakness Drugs, money and the women/ with thick features Lusting for more power/ insatiable from making love To my shorty to dousing her with golden showers Moving closer to my final hour/ watching my life Flash in front of my eyes a hundred miles per hours *Chorus* * * * Verse 2* Living in a world of tyranny kind of nice isn't he? Bullsh** and bright lights and Zeitgeist conspiracies Thoroughbreds that are freaky give me head when they see me Rub the head of a genie to get that fettuccini Moving through Illuminati in a blue Ducatti n***as shooting through the lobby bullets ringing through your body Body snatchers that'll end you with a shotty blast And throw your whole swag inside of a body bag In dollars we trust/ corruption of the human mind sh** is do or die can lead you to a suicide Since a juvenile no limits what we do to shine For reputation, money and the p**y n***as doing time f** earning a decent living/ Ferraris and the Benzes And the baddest of the baddest dimes turn to easy women Nasty and freaky women that'll do just about anything To get a little glimpse of that easy living *Chorus* *Verse 3* The aura of a pharaoh I'm a king in his essence In a world where man's measured by the things he possesses And the women he blesses since adolescence I learn That with fortune came a crime had to sin for the cheddar Chased it like a dog and it made me depressive Then I expressed on a beat and it made me a Legend Woke up now we too smart to fall for the lie Put our hearts in it too hard for yall to deny Using us as an experiment/ poisoning our medicine Put guns in our hands pop toys for the hell of it Me and money get along/ I hear voices in my head Serenaded by the devils song Stuck in this predicament/ hard to get up out it And when the metal's drawn you gotta react No time to think about it/ and it's a vicious cycle Downward spiral/ we crabs in a bucket in this world for survival

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