paroles de chanson Man Down - Grieves , Chris Webby
I
don′t
deny
there
is
some
strange
evolutionary
process
going
on
But
mankind
will
not
be
destroyed
The
fact
that
you
and
I
are
working
Here
today
(rhymesayers)
is
evidence
Check
it,
it's
been
a
minute
now
I′m
back
up
on
these
beats
Tell
your
mom
if
I
ain't
call
her
back
she
didn't
make
the
team
I′m
on
some
other
shit,
go
on
pick
it
up
try
to
run
with
it
Stupid
motha
fuckers
getting
rich
up
on
some
mumble
shit
A
mad
house!
Camel
clutch
the
tap
out
Suck
a
bunch
of
dicks
if
you
been
sleeping
on
my
camp
now
We
doing
this
for
decades,
Homie
we
don′t
plan
on
standing
Down
we're
coming
through
your
speakers
They
like
mayday
mayday
man
down!
Mayday
mayday
man
down!
Fuck
with
me
and
see
You
keep
talking
about
your
hustle
Like
you′re
out
here
in
these
streets
Ain't
nobody
know
your
name
you
out
here
acting
like
a
bitch
and
if
Life
don′t
pull
your
card
I
got
Some
homies
that'll
roll
up
and
assist
Tell
me
somethin-
do
you
believe
in
fate?
When
it
comes
down
to
that
sacrifice
can
you
even
relate?
Ain′t
nobody
out
here
acting
right,
They
talking
out
the
side
of
they
mouth
I
get
they
momma
on
the
phone
I
tell
her
what
I'm
about
It's
man
down
(mayday)
I′m
sick
of
playing
around
(mayday)
They
stepping
up
out
of
bounds
(mayday)
Surrounded
by
all
these
clowns,
the
radio
ran
it
out
Mayday
it′s
man
down
(mayday)
I'm
sick
of
playing
around
(mayday)
They
stepping
up
out
of
bounds
(mayday)
Surrounded
by
all
these
clowns,
the
radio
ran
it
out
Mayday
it′s
man
down
Yeah
Grieves
what
up
man?
Let's
do
this
Yeah...
Now
go
ahead
and
gather
Every
mother
fucking
rapper
Line
em
up
I′ll
knock
em
down
These
bowling
pins
about
to
scatter
I
won't
spare
nobody
bitch,
I′m
bowling
nothing
but
strikes
And
while
these
streams
are
going
up
I'm
about
to
double
my
price
Spit
so
cold
that
when
I
be
touching
The
mic
imma
leave
it
covered
in
ice
Bobby
Drake
with
all
the
stuff
that
I
write
And
i
ain't
fucking
with
this
whole
new
wave
of
colorful
types
To
me
the
game
is
black
and
white
like
it′s
a
wonderful
life
You
either
got
it
or
don′t
really
how
much
more
simple
can
it
get
This
ego
over
talent
thing
see
I'm
just
not
a
fan
of
it
And
now
my
shit
is
popping
but
ya
see
how
I
handle
it
I
don′t
gotta
stunt
man,
I'm
so
Jackie
Chan
with
it
Seven
strains
of
cannibus,
crate
em
by
the
kilo
Jamo
in
my
bottle
then
I
chase
it
with
some
Tito′s
Body
every
wack
motherfucker
that
I
see
yo
You
think
you
got
a
heart
of
steel,
bitch
I'm
magneto!
It′s
man
down
(mayday)
I'm
sick
of
playing
around
(mayday)
They
stepping
up
out
of
bounds
(mayday)
Surrounded
by
all
these
clowns,
the
radio
ran
it
out
Mayday
it's
man
down
(mayday)
I′m
sick
of
playing
around
(mayday)
They
stepping
up
out
of
bounds
(mayday)
Surrounded
by
all
these
clowns,
the
radio
ran
it
out
Mayday
it′s
man
down
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