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hakeem shakur - i’m the man lyrics

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[instrumental]

yeah!
mic check…
that’s how it’s goin’ down

[verse 1: hakeem shakur]

hakeem is back with the lyricism
annihilatin’ abc rappers wit’ no rhythm

primitive+minded m+th+f+ckas on the microphone
must i dislocate your jawbone?

you really think you got it made?
well then step up, and i’ll run that fade

because you’re weak; you’re primitive
you got no rhythm; i’ll thot+slap the melatonin out your system

for you to see you’re in the presence of a master
my mind is like flash; it only moves faster

smarter than the average man
now tell me who can do it better? no one can
understand? hakeem only gets bolder
i’ll ignite yo’ ass, like a flamethrower

‘cuz i’m one of the best from the west
and a m+th+f+cka betta not try to test

yeah; with every step i take i cause earthquakes
with every breath i take, i make the waves fluctuate

i’m a walkin’ natural disaster
like an avalanche; step in my path, i’ll smash ya

roadk!ll for you culture vultures
until i take my ar+15 and poach ya

open season on you perpetrators
starin’ into the eyes of danger

you can run, but you can’t hide
because hakeem is steady scopin’ on the passenger side

for the, first m+th+f+cka who thinks i’m a joke
i’ll whoop yo’ ass so bad, i’ll leave ya cranium broke

what! why you keep wussin’?
either grow some nuts or keep it pushin’
now you went out like a buster
get a clue; hakeem is the man, motherf+cker

[instrumental break]

i be’s the man, motherf+cker

yeah…comin’ for you b+tch+made mcs one by one

yeah, yeah…

[outro]

they say it’s redundant to be black and sorry…
i’m unapologetic…so you played yourself like atari

‘cuz i’m like a maze…
way too complex to crack…for all you b+tch+made mcs out there

who stay tryna flex

so tell me—who’s next on my list?
to get smacked the f+ck up…with a fl!ck of my wrist

m+th+f+ckas got me twisted! like a twizzler
that’s why i stay lightin’ m+th+f+ckas up
leavin’ ‘em with blisters

so understand, wit’ me, ain’t no escape
and when i’m finished…you best bring the yellow tape

‘cuz i was never a force to be reckoned with
that’s why i stay crackin’ skulls open like a locksmith

hmph…so don’t test my nuts…
‘cuz i stays an intellectual gangsta

heh, heh…

and neurologically, i’ll whoop the sh+t out of any pranksta
and that’s real

yeah…hakeem shakur…for the 1 9
and y’all know it’s mine

shouts goes out…to everybody… that’s down witcha boy hakeem
yeah

peace to brookside brooksy…trey woodz
jalal malik
j herb
jc young

gotta say what up to reneika
what up to the homie berry

yeah…

gotta say what up to my homegirl malon
and you know i gotta take it aaall the m+th+f+ckin’ way to the inland empire, and say what’s up to no room for us

yeah, darian stacks…connor reed…queen sriracha
yeah…oh gosh lee otis…peace homie!

yeah, cam archer…
and you know i gotta take it back to la
and say what up to miss nay m+th+f+ckin’ stacks

and the homie crease
and anybody i forgot…i’ll get you on the next track
peace…and i’m outta here

- hakeem shakur lyrics

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