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The Man
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Man was released on May 6, 2022 by Euphoria Records as a part of the album I Am Him
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Release DateMay 6, 2022
LabelEuphoria Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald Wayne Mitchell III
Ronald Wayne Mitchell III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael McFarland
Michael McFarland
Engineer

Lyrics

I'm the man I'm the man
So I might just throw these bands
Drop yo poll put 'em up and lets see what's to them hands
**** really fucking bugging cause I' got a high demand
I can change my whole cadence like a fucking marching band
I don't think you understand where the fuck I came from
5 kids in the house barely had a bread crumb
That's why I lose my top in the both I came from the slums
Now I'm steady counting paper starting to hurt my fucking thumbs
I need that green need that green tryna feed my whole team
But you gotta grind cause I'd be damned if you live off my dreams
Take the stage and go crazy tryna hear that crowd scream
And I'm a rap god
And with my liquid sword I'll reign supreme
I roll my blunt and hit the yak
And then go carzy on the track
I don't really fuck with **** that's a fact
So don't talk shit behind my back cause ima find out later and attack
**** don't get mad because you whack
I feel like Mack with the sack
You about to get dropped on yo back
I'm really not the type to be getting in my feelings
I got numb to the pain now it's time for new beginnings
I can go all day like I'm pitching 9 innings
Now I gotta do it big tryna put on for my siblings
I'm the man I'm the man
So I might just throw these bands
Drop yo poll put 'em up and lets see what's to them hands
**** really fucking bugging cause I' got a high demand
I can change my whole cadence like a fucking marching band
I don't think you understand where the fuck I came from
5 kids in the house barely had a bread crumb
That's why I lose my top in the both I came from the slums
Now I'm steady counting paper starting to hurt my fucking thumbs
Yo Check it out check out out man check it out let me tell y'all something
I don't think y'all understand
I been the underdog my whole life yo know
I never really had a true friend
It's like every time I try to trust a ****
They always end up switching up
That's why I stay to myself man
It's to many fake and snakes out here
But I ain't gone get to deep man turn this track off
bitch please
I ain't done I don't do this shit for fun
By the time you catch on be i'd be done already won
I'm not a killer but don't try me if I blow they gone run
Yes I really transformed **** look what I've become
The way I be spitting call me a mid west alien
If I catch you biting my style then Ima just call you my son
I got Napalm bars you gone need some oxygen
**** i'm a rare breed yes I am one of one
feet up in my space coop when I blast off
Got my bands up cause it really cost to be the boss
Real **** so I know how to recover from a loss
You acting real transparent
I can see through you like Voss 
I'm the man I'm the man
So I might just throw these bands
Drop yo poll put 'em up and lets see what's to them hands
**** really fucking bugging cause I' got a high demand
I can change my whole cadence like a fucking marching band
I don't think you understand where the fuck I came from
5 kids in the house barely had a bread crumb
That's why I lose my top in the both I came from the slums
Now I'm steady counting paper starting to hurt my fucking thumbs
Written by: Ronald Wayne Mitchell III
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