"Who is, the man?"



Heavy metal blast devils, shovels bury devils
I travel through lower levels, killing demons and rebels
With petals, musical crack that settles in your veins

Embezzle's get sold, and sizzles your beautiful brain
The Reverend Burke will maintain, even though he insane
And he'll spit flames and lick shots off like Jesse James

I feel the pain like I'm locked in a chain gang
And bang on the railroad frame so you can ride the train


"Who is, the man?"



I sold all my money, gave away food when I was hungry
And prayed for enemies who didn't love me
But trust me, God appreciate it when you live humbely

Satan smile like it's funny, but buddy, Allah don't like ugly

"Who is, the man?"



Bust back and clap, or get ya wig cracked, in fact

We all strapped with macs, but still scrap, cuz it's like that
So put the gat down, nah Jack, put yours on the ground first, reverse the attack
In combat, we don't back down, the Chi is that town

Where them girls hit the track and make stacks pound
Even cops get slap 'round, get caught round
The wrong part of town, a wrong project building

It's elementary that eventually I'mma see the penetentiary
They picking off my family tree
We live an O.G., G's up, snitches down lifestyle

Gambino gangstas who keep a low profile

"Who is, the man?"





"Who is, the man?"

"Who is, the man?"