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As the lotus flower blooms we see its Natural habitat color itself to compare Its hard for me true feelings yo do I express Swallow another pill just to see it depress Works got me tired and cant handle the stress Makn 8.50 an hour till Im nearin my death Ain't the life for me I was destined for best Goin into the store gotta put on a vest Cause if you talkin money you won't have none left Yo as dre or oaks theyve seen plenty of theft But really they stealin lives and divides by land 38th a line drawn not by hand Get caught and now you gettin drawn by hand Not paint but chalk that is held by man Now really yo pride gone protect you like a vest do? Give the couple bucks to em for they rest you No police I dont mean to arrest you Im talkin sleep when you really learn what the rest do When shit hits the fan are you still a man When shit hits the fan are you still a man Just a question, can you please answer it When shit hits the fan are you still a man Now think about go on think about it Now be about it go on be about it When shit hits the fan are you still a man When shit hits the fan are you still a man Really the question is is your pride worth a bullet Cause ive seen different cases and displaces of heroic gestures Tired of losing family over the suggestion That a thug got to lose sleep over his injection Indigestion over what hes done invested in his stake Imma plant my claim firm that the reason that his fate Is decided once the creator provided him a soul He created just a monster with an evil goal Kill and murder innocence thats all that's been making sense Since the president has said its up for me to make the cents Pops gone and moms been gone about a week So I guess its up to me yea I guess its up to me So i guess its up to me yea i guess its up to me When shit hits the fan are you still a man When shit hits the fan are you still a man Just a question, can you please answer it When shit hits the fan are you still a man Now think about go on think about it Now be about it go on be about it When shit hits the fan are you still a man When shit hits the fan are you still a man
Writer(s): James Grimes, James Otha Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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