Hey Man Lyrics

Hey Man lyrics

Man i spark and let my sentiments drop

and though i know its not alot 

At least I am what these other gentlement are not hot

And with plenty of remy shots

I can see plenty plots and they`re coming out of this pen that I got 

With new members and stocks from the hills to the end of the docks 

You see we build from the stems on your block 

We shop for pots of gold, rock`n roll

keep it proper ain`t stopping for no obstacles

You can watch us go we act obnoxious ,our pockets grow

We got a spoot turning tropical 

And I`d be lying if I said that its not for dough

But when I knock, hear the sockets blow 

You see its not so, that I do not flow 

I just got more drugs than docs in hospitals

And oh, I forgot to let you know

this vet`s set so 

just let go and stretch your toes



“Hey man, paperboys hitting like cocaine 

Its no thing, the doubleA spitting they can`t hang 

And its strange, Is it the fame or is it the same? 

I wonder if he is or he isn`t, please explain 

We ain`t changed, famous gang but still we roll 

We`re nice with that language thing ,you better know 

We done could`ve banged your dame, but let her go 

Oh no no no no�



Eh yo you know i’m fresh in the flesh, I put another session to rest 

Life is just a lot of lessons I guess 

Never the less, my man critical said it best 

Being underrated is the key to success 

So I express myself myself in rhytms and rolls 

and I done seen a lot of women getting rid of their clothes 

It looks like i`m doing fine with the little I know

and I don`t need lines my video rolls 

I`m that msongo grabbing his pombo`s 

They`re like is he for real? kweli? akyamongo

This took practice, I don`t give a fuck if you rap backwards 

The fact is, I know what i`m hearing

that`s wack shit 

Pissing me off like taxes, face it i`m the allie you`re the axis 

the sun versus matches 

Another album and that`s it i`m done 

Now maybe even y`all can get some(Fagget)



“Hey man, paperboys hitting like cocaine 

Its no thing, the doubleA spitting they can`t hang 

And its strange, Is it the fame or is it the same? 

I wonder if he is or he isn`t, please explain 

We ain`t changed, famous gang but still we roll 

We`re nice with that language thing ,you better know

We done could`ve banged your dame, but let her go

Oh no no no no�



There`s a slight chance that you are tough enough, just might be 

Or maybe you`re just fucking up, just like me 

I see, all we want is just to feel erie 

And since I ain`t trying to hurt no feelings, I agree 

But that`s not why my label hired me, they did it because i`m too good 

So if you don`t feel it, you should 

But you would if you could, so if you don`t you won`t 

But me and you can still sit back and smoke a joint 

I get straight to the point, I chase paper and coins 

While other people think it`s safer going straight for the groin 

But they`re toys 

and now them cats are annoyed 

While me i`m cute, shit I should`ve have been a backstreet-boy

Fu*k deg a'!



“Hey man, paperboys hitting like cocaine 

Its no thing, the doubleA spitting they can`t hang 

And its strange, was it the fame or is it the same? 

I wonder if he is or he isn`t, please explain 

We ain`t changed, famous gang but still we roll 

We`re nice with that language thing ,you better know 

We done could`ve banged your dame, but let her go 

Oh no no no no�