Letras
You can act like man
What's the matter with you
It's an old habit
I spend my life trying not to be careless
Women and children could be careless
But not man
I have a sentimental weakness for my children
And I spoil them as you can see
They talk when they should listen
Heart of a man is how we take the globe
Combative, up at it til it all explodes
Singles moms with militant roles
Props from uncles and bros when swimming in hoes
(Yo you fucking yet)
Pick a father figure, learn the 'Man Code'
Bitches think it's all cheating so they don't play the role
IPhone Eye Candies you know I find handy
Yet I'm a sucker for loyalty to my family
(That's word)
As man complicated in every shape form
No limits, responsible for what I take on
We carry creates before we make weight
Some younger than 8 gotta take daddy's place
(Man up)
Fighting police or wifen a freak
Do we, die in the streets or 'till death...' between the sheets
This is a test, I'm stressed the mind is deep
What you expect when crying it makes us weak
Man ah real man
Naa grow me sons dem like no bitches
Tell me daughter, depend pon no man
Get yu own riches
See and blind
Hear and def
Don't be no snitches
Problems in the streets
Daddy will feed the fishes
Just like me know
Daddy was a real gangsta
Bax dung gal outa road
Never once touch me mother
Never hug me
Tell me he love me
Tough love me grow under
Three best friend growing up
Music, gun and ganja
I rock 'Lo gear, make 'Lo niggas lose their minds
What if I told you that it wasn't by design to
The fine proof gold in more than one tooth
Basketball courts we shoot, wrote rhymes in many lunch rooms
All natural, all facts and many trades
When the half moon fade used to be skinny braids
Daddy wasn't 'round, guess he wasn't bound to it
Mommy gave us game when she got around to it
I'm Noah's Arc, son I know these sharks
A poet sharp, yeah you might win some
Or so you thought
Matrix shift from the way we talk
To how we handle business to even how the way we fought
Stuck between patriot or patriarch
Pride got me where I want nothing that makes me soft
(Nah)
Fashion trends and a fat ass to bend
No excuse on my end is what makes it all masculine
I guess that's just the optics
Some would even call it toxic
I worked my life
I don't apologize to take care of my family
Man ah real man
Naa grow me sons dem like no bitches
Tell me daughter, depend pon no man
Get yu own riches
See and blind
Hear and def
Don't be no snitches
Problems in the streets
Daddy will feed the fishes
Just like me know
Daddy was a real gangsta
Bax dung gal outa road
Never once touch me mother
Never hug me
Tell me he love me
Tough love me grow under
Three best friend growing up
Music, gun and ganja
It just happens, the pattern is all average
If a man's on his back or a man's established
It's all habit, either you lost it or you have it
Cause profit in all matters is for the grabbing
So beware of any scandalous chick who puts her man on a list
Along with the niggas he rolls with
(Ohh)
He might love her like that Cam'ron skit
But shit that bitch dirty like her tampon print
(Yo chill)
I need a kitten, call her Miss Kitchen Betty
Attitude a little petty but the head game is steady
She like girls but only when I say so
Wife who's all stable, life is all tables
(Flip)
My daughter dating it's amazing the turn son
She like Spanish niggas like the niggas I learned from
Peace & Karma got me with a piece & armor
He disrespects her I still gotta keep my honor
(Yo what up)
I could unleash a beast, or keep it calmer
Show her how it's done, then repeat the conduct
We're conundrums, triggered by women and some sprung
Enigmas, products of where we come from
There's plenty wrong but this man wears many arms
Usually I'm a Dad, usually I'm a Don
Truthfully I ain't the one to flaunt
But I keep some fresh gear
And get any pussy I want
(Hahaha)
Ayo
You spend time with your family?
Sure I do
Good
Cause a man who doesn't spend time with his family
Could never be a real man
Man ah real man
Naa grow me sons dem like no bitches
Tell me daughter, depend pon no man
Get yu own riches
See and blind
Hear and def
Don't be no snitches
Problems in the streets
Daddy will feed the fishes
Just like me know
Daddy was a real gangsta
Bax dung gal outa road
Never once touch me mother
Never hug me
Tell me he love me
Tough love me grow under
Three best friend growing up
Music, gun and ganja
Yeah
You done know
Put It On The List
Rush Dem Klan
You don know
Ten Tun
Diogenes
What's up
Columbia
Cuba
Jamaica
Done know the link
Yeah
That's how we do it
Boston
Worldwide thing you know
Dominica
Yeah
Buddy bye
Rush Dem Klan
The List
That's how we do it baby