Wordsworth - Be a Man lyrics

[1st Verse] Hit the play bu*ton, got a chance to say something The pen to the page touching like a paint brushing Carriages, baby daddies, but we ain't husbands Marriage is in the future, but we ain't rushing It's a design we began that's defining a man Money, women, fights, spending time in the can A father only shows a boy how to become a man Not true, single parents showed a mother can Stepdad tried to show your mom his raising abilities Was rent free, now she want paying utilities Your responsibilities was grades, babysitting, no work Just keeping from those convict facilities It's cool that, once you were the man of the house But when your mom finds a man then you should plan to be out And I don't want to be a failure neither Coming to jail to see us, reading mail, using mail to free us Finally Ma, I did it, my music's coming Tell you everything so you know that I'm doing something See the shame in my face when I ask you for money So embarra**ed almost had Khadijah asking you for me Wanna be a man, but I know my pride will k** me I'm your son, so if I didn't aks you'd find it silly In my memory my worst day is Asking you for money so I can go and buy your birthday gift [Hook] Probably didn't think I'd make it but I survived Standing looking at the sky as time would fly And you knew I'd be a man when I decide Surprise Surprise, Surprise Surprise Probably didn't think I'd make it but I survived Standing looking at the sky as time would fly Everything's good cause you stood by my side Surprise Surprise, Surprise Surprise Wave your hands side to side (8X) [2nd Verse] Superficial, showing off for the group that's with you Artificial, yes man in your crew makes you official And ladies jump in your car, cruising the city Picking guys how they look so that their children are pretty Midguided, but inspired, from our hoods came songs Buying things to the make up for a childhood that's gone Better days now steps away, close to the edge Went through enough, but it's tough, rougher roads are ahead Pledge to good health, long life, we toast and break bread Cause we made it past the age we were supposed to be dead Fabric of life, what I compose is a thread Poems I've said go beyond violets blue and roses are red When gone they'll have a monumental stone of a throne Sculpted of me, chin in my hand, holding my head The lessons written in these rhymes, like a blessing in disguise The fittest survive and real recognice likewise [Hook] 2X