Artist | House Of Pain |
Song | Who's The Man |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
I used to kick it with the thugs, pushin' drugs in the park Makin' 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? ... |