Clothes (DMTM)

Look like somethin' outta P-Town Handin' ya beatdowns, sendin' ya shout outs Just a façade, financed by your mom MTV taught ya, society bought ya Malls, halls and homes None else ever known All that you're ever shown Fuckin' false world Individuality your last friend Thoughts you can't defend Exactly what they want The clothes don't make the man The clothes don't make the man Can't you understand? The clothes don't make the man Knock the gun right out your hand The clothes don't make The clothes don't make Smile is wide, suit is clean Guardian of the American dream Keeping in motion wheels of war Sowing fields, death Protecting trade, people of the lost Tirade of ignorance, power at any cost Black or green is a difference from within So who will begin to tear these suckas out? The clothes don't make the man The clothes don't make the man Can't you understand? The clothes don't make the man Knock the gun right out your hand The clothes don't make The clothes don't make the man Can you dig it man?