King Nas Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

Ghetto, uh, uh 

Ghetto (ghetto) 

Ghetto (ghetto, yeah) 

Ghetto, yeah (ghetto) 

Uh 

Ghetto mythologies colonize my mind constantly 

I shine sonically in the Chi, divine comedy 

I vibe consciously to override suicide inside 

Honestly 'cause they don't wanna honor me and honesty 

Black king poetic with Nat King's aesthetic 

Half-dream, half-machine where a black queen's get naked 

For a dollar from a scholar like me 

Not at all bothered by what outsider might see 

Flippin, a thousand grams get dissolved in the kitchen 

Heart wrenchin', part played, took away from my ascension 

Crooked ways brought from car lookaways from tooken Js 

But it's too late for your prevention 'cause I'm playin' my position 

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I'm the man now (man now, man now, man now) 

I'm the man... now 

I'm the man... now 

If you the man, let me see your fuckin' hands now 

Not the man then keep your mother fuckin' hands down (man now) 

I'm the man... now 

Uh 

Killer friends, dope dealers concealing sins 

Sin and swim in my trunk like jumps deeper ends 

We the gems, your daughter, we'll teach her hymns 

From the annals of crime channels that dismantle 

Her once so we can mend, send 'em back, a livin', I'm feelin' trapped 

We know religion but brimmin' with brilliant facts, so we map 

Cast distorted role of a lady with 

no control, let it go, hold onto baby 

I wanna see it all, never half asleep some niggas can't see the walls 

'Cause of the masterpiece my data breach like hacker leaks 

Delete the McAfees and slam the backdoors in back of me 

Social engineer appears too ready to give her chat to me, happily 

Actually activated off accolades of my apogee and act yakkity 

Then deeply speak it back to me, then move it further 

We can have a junta or a jurgar 

I smurf it and spoof the server, reboot and produce a cursor 

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I'm a man now (man now, man now, man now) 

I'm the man... now 

I'm the man... now 

If you the man, let me see your fuckin' hands now 

Not the man then keep your mother fuckin' hands down (man now) 

Ghetto, ghetto, I'm the man... now 

Deny the service and a little blue from the boycott 

Advertise rum, space available on my toy box 

But no sleepin' on me, dig deeper than reachin' shorties 

Scheme for giant green, getting CREAM sweeter than bein' corny 

Know the difference between bein' in love and bein' horny 

Bein' hated, bein' human, bein' a teen but bein' forty 

They like to get 'em young like I'm Brigham's son 

Be more man that my attitudes, no ladder rather have a youth 

Like the OGs pullin' Benzos out 

They make 'em put they pussies out like Fred Flintstone's house 

Heart blacker than the back of Fred Flintstone mouth 

I may be more like Baba Kwesi, take the Timbo route 

To be a man now 

I'm the man... now 

I'm the man... now 

If you the man, let me see your fuckin' hands now 

Not the man then keep your mother fuckin' hands down (man now) 

Ghetto, ghetto, I'm the man... now 

From the ghetto, oooh 

Ghetto 

From the ghetto (ghetto) 

Ghetto (ghetto, ghetto) 

From the ghetto 

Ghetto (ghetto, ghetto) 

Not goin' down on the edge of ghetto 

When we gon' bring back God to the ghetto? 

You're the man now 

You're the man now 

You are the man now 

You the man 

You're the man now (now, now) 

Whatchu lookin at? 

Huh, whatchu lookin at?