You The Man (Explicit) - Shyheim

Written by：RNS

You the man shy I disagree baby paw

You the man k who me uh huh no way

You the man shy nah you the rah rah star

You the man k yeah but you can rip it the right way

Well okay if you say so I will be the man

But all I wanna do is make my record just slam

I wanna be the kid to make the real live single

To make the party people in the crowd shake and mingle

Yeah well shy you can do that with ease real simple

True cause I'm the shorty from the wu tang temple

But I can't sleep you get the girls and the cash

Yeah yeah but you're the one that got the shorties in the smash

Take one take two we coming through for your crew

Who are you talking about you man you can't wu

But you front you all out punks on the hunt for some beats

To make your next lp complete

Here we come to make the crowd scream for the clan

One by one taking out your crew cause we can

Get the gun better yet a knife what the heck

The job gets done when we chop the head from the neck

Since I'm short they have no other choice but to sleep underneath

The blow that be knocking out teeth

I be the k the down low recka on the set I gets wreck

I make the calm sweat wanna bet

You the man shy I got it paw

You the man k who me uh huh no way

You the man shy nah you wang to trash

So you can crowd shake just feel for fast

So was sup better duck from my ill mega blast

You move too fast and your a** is in the smash

The down low recka sh*t I rock full clip

In my glock gets hot so stay off my block

I come down hard on cornballs who sleep talk

Cause you won't survive in New York

I flow a mad thick like the sap from a tree

I'm of the live brothers represents g p

I'm hot like the sun find shade I got my rays on ya

Come near to raid my sphere and I'm a lay for ya

I see ya coming with attempts to bougard

Peek a boo you ain't hard I pulled your whole card

I got flavor you're damn right I got style

Nine yards nah the k goes the whole mile

Whoever said I wasn't ill with the skill

One minute I parlay the next I'm all in your grill

Back up gimme some room so I can flip this

You touch this come on and get your style busted

You lay around and watch me break the mic stand

You should know by now that I am the man

Coming through taking my place yeah you all know

That I can't be touched by a crew or any solo

Who dares to step to this kid and his clan

Aww damn another crew done by the hand

Of the shy what you do kid I did him prop

Where's the payphone hell yeah somebody call the cops

When me and k grease somebody do something

Stop bluffing and fronting cause you ain't saying nu thin

You're lying claiming that you rip shop up

You ain't heard it from me cause I ain't one to gossip

You the man shy I disagree baby paw

You the man k who me uh huh no way

You the man shy nah you the rah rah star

So you can outro down just fat

Yeah the down low recka niggas ain't really wanna battle

The rugged child is the man to all you crab a** niggas

Mad flavor no sweetness necessary and we out