Homicide Hotel - The Man Lyrics

Welcome to the Homicide Hotel

Stanley Bo Banley

I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man

Yeah, stick it to the man, I get the guap, I
Get the bag
You not a real punk, you're an undercover fag
My shooter like Hawkeye, we can get you f*cking
Tagged
You postin' bout a bitch, that double H been had

Yeah, we been had the hoe before
I stay unhinged no broken door
Bitch, I'm loyal to the core
I used to post up by the store
Dirty sprite is what I pour
Bitch I'm steppin in the Dior
Can't love no bitch no more

Yeah, yeah, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
You not a real punk, you too worried about the fashion
I ain't good at math, but I know about subtraction
You only dissed us because you want the reaction
You actin too tough behind the mic, I'm
Ready for the action
F*ck the government, I'm done with the distractions
Stick it to the man, is my satisfaction

I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man

Lately I've been living my life, I'm feeling like the man
That boy tweaking, get your mans,Five-five-six, stock in my hand
Accuracy precise, run up on me, I might blam
I was Ten, no help in hand
Now I'm f*cking up my bands

Ever since I started rapping, bitch, my life been great
I show my choppas hella faith
I let them bitches fornicate
I wish I had more time, I could show you I'll be great
Going in and out the state
Beezy tearin up the stage

Going on the run, I got my Five-five, got my gun
Perced out, feeling low, I think I need another one
If you got your gun, go ahead and stick it
Up
You really not a punk, it's a stick up, give
It up

I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man
I said if you a real punk, bitch, stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man, bitch
Stick it to the man