House of Pain - Who's the Man? lyrics

Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?

I used to kick it with the thugs
Pushin' drugs in the park
Vic'n every mark that was out after dark
Stick 'em for their loot
Cut 'em up then I'd dash
And when I had to shoot
I'd nutted up for the cash
Ran down the block with my 45 Glock
Capped off a round, everybody hit the ground
The next thing I heard was a siren
Couldn't turn around, money grip kept firin'
Runnin' for the ride, I can't go inside
I'd rather that I died, I got too much pride
I guess it's just somethin'
That you can't understand
My gun's in my hand, tell me who's the man?

Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?

I used to sell yayo back in the day-o
Ran with the gang, had all my homies slang
Grams to the quarters
I'm takin' all the orders
Makin' all the runs, rakin' in the funds
I always got my gun
It's that old six-shooter
I'm the king of the neighborhood
Crazy white peckerwood
People thinkin' Danny lost his mind
It must've been from all the wine, man
And all the hard times
Like chillin' in the park in
The dark with the crew
I'm always gettin' high, I saw my man die
Now I got the work and the dough
25 grand and the five keys of blow
I gotta' relocate and start all over
But watch it blow up like a supernova
I keep my game air-tight and follow my plan
My gun's in my hand, tell me who's the man?

Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?

I got myself locked down in the pen
I ain't got a friend, so here I go again
I gotta get my props up and earn my respect
Gotta shake someone up or throw
'em off the top deck my time's runnin' out
I gotta spill some blood
If I don't do it quick, shit
My name'll be mud so I pick out a hard rock
And rush him in his cell
Beat his ass down and then say that he fell
And if I gotta do him, screw him
The convict's dead
I'll stab him in the chest
Just to let the rest
Of the cell block know that I'm nobody's ho
My shank's in my hand
So tell me who's the man?

Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?
Who's the man with the master plan?
Who's the man? Who's the man?