Paperboys - Hey Man Lyrics
Man i spark and let my sentiments dropand though i know its not alotAt least I am what these other gentlement are not hotAnd with plenty of remy shotsI can see plenty plots and they`re coming out of this pen that I gotWith new members and stocks from the hills to the end of the docksYou see we build from the stems on your blockWe shop for pots of gold, rock`n rollkeep it proper ain`t stopping for no obstaclesYou can watch us go we act obnoxious ,our pockets growWe got a spoot turning tropicalAnd I`d be lying if I said that its not for doughBut when I knock, hear the sockets blowYou see its not so, that I do not flowI just got more drugs than docs in hospitalsAnd oh, I forgot to let you knowthis vet`s set sojust let go and stretch your toesHey man, paperboys hitting like cocaineIts no thing, the doubleA spitting they can`t hangAnd its strange, Is it the fame or is it the same?I wonder if he is or he isn`t, please explainWe ain`t changed, famous gang but still we rollWe`re nice with that language thing ,you better knowWe done could`ve banged your dame, but let her goOh no no no noEh yo you know im fresh in the flesh, I put another session to restLife is just a lot of lessons I guessNever the less, my man critical said it bestBeing underrated is the key to successSo I express myself myself in rhytms and rollsand I done seen a lot of women getting rid of their clothesIt looks like i`m doing fine with the little I knowand I don`t need lines my video rollsI`m that msongo grabbing his pombo`sThey`re like is he for real? kweli? akyamongoThis took practice, I don`t give a ***** if you rap backwardsThe fact is, I know what i`m hearingthat`s wack shitPissing me off like taxes, face it i`m the allie you`re the axisthe sun versus matchesAnother album and that`s it i`m doneNow maybe even y`all can get some(Fagget)Hey man, paperboys hitting like cocaineIts no thing, the doubleA spitting they can`t hangAnd its strange, Is it the fame or is it the same?I wonder if he is or he isn`t, please explainWe ain`t changed, famous gang but still we rollWe`re nice with that language thing ,you better knowWe done could`ve banged your dame, but let her goOh no no no noThere`s a slight chance that you are tough enough, just might beOr maybe you`re just *****ing up, just like meI see, all we want is just to feel erieAnd since I ain`t trying to hurt no feelings, I agreeBut that`s not why my label hired me, they did it because i`m too goodSo if you don`t feel it, you shouldBut you would if you could, so if you don`t you won`tBut me and you can still sit back and smoke a jointI get straight to the point, I chase paper and coinsWhile other people think it`s safer going straight for the groinBut they`re toysand now them cats are annoyedWhile me i`m cute, shit I should`ve have been a backstreet-boyFu*k deg a'!Hey man, paperboys hitting like cocaineIts no thing, the doubleA spitting they can`t hangAnd its strange, was it the fame or is it the same?I wonder if he is or he isn`t, please explainWe ain`t changed, famous gang but still we rollWe`re nice with that language thing ,you better knowWe done could`ve banged your dame, but let her goOh no no no no
