[Chorus]
I am the man, sick with the slang, slick and I'm destined for fame (fame)
Do for the fam, not for the Gram, stunt and your destined for pain (pain)
I do not front, I do not scam, put some respect on my name (name)
Sick like Cobain, click and I bang, y'all gon' remember the name (ayy!)
Y'all gon' remember the name (ayy!)
Y'all gon' remember the name (ayy!)
Y'all gon' remember the name (ayy!)
Y'all gon' remember the name
I am the man, sick with the slang, slick and I'm destined for fame
Sick like Cobain, click and I bang, y'all gon' remember the name
[Verse 1]
I am the man, one with a plan, slick and I'm destined for fame (fame)
Do for the fam, not for the Gram, stunt and you’re destined for pain (pain)
I do not front, I do not scam, you can throw dirt on my name (name)
Thought I was done? Thought I was lost? Thought I was sick of the game? (nah)
When I was down, you were so out, you should be fricking ashamed (ashamed)
Rule number one, I'm never done, spit till I'm richer than Wayne (Wayne)
I'ma go nuts, I'ma go HAM, I'ma go flicker the flame (uh)
If you don't know, then understand, Zuby is sick in the brain (chyea)
You want to rap but your flow is inferior
Nothing to say but your rims and interior
So many lies trying to fit the criteria
I just do me with no motive ulterior
I'm making fans cuz my rapping superior
Trying to get green like the flag of Nigeria
I'll do a show in the midst of Siberia
Then spit a flow for the people of Syria
This is hysteria, iller material
Another beat killed so the murder is serial
Said I was coming but they were not hearing us
Now the beat drumming and people delirious (chyeeea!)
Ladies they love me but say I'm too serious
Work way too hard and I act too mysterious
But love the kid cuz the flow is imperious (yes!)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm still the man, I never ran, unless I ran to the rain (rain)
Never sell out, never give up, never give in to the pain (pain)
Learned from my dad, cuz he's the man, I'm putting strength on his name (name)
I understand, came from a land, there wasn't too much to gain (gain)
Grew from a lad, into the man, that you're now witnessing spraying (spraying)
When people ask how I maintain, I tell em fitness and praying (praying)
God is my man, this is His plan, if you don't get what I'm saying (saying)
I'm trying do good, trying to give back, trying to do more than sustain
But the rap game smoke and mirrors and trickery
If it's not trapping it's murder and misery
I am not stressing I'm pressing for victory
y'all wearing dresses to get some publicity
They say I'm dope but I lack visibility
Could dumb it down for the sake of simplicity
I made a movement for every ethnicity
Fans are militia I'm building my military!
This is ability, heavy delivery
I am not giving up you are not killing me
Haters would love to see Zuby get pilloried
React like Ghetts and spit heavy artillery
Ar! Ar!
What you call disaster I call a light injury
Can't make excuses I'm trying to make history
Can't make excuses I'm trying to make history!
Songwriter and producer CRFT celebrates his spirituality and family on this thoughtful debut LP, featuring Blu, nobigdyl, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2022