[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Put the mic on
Alright, c'mon
Yeah, yeah, ayo

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Feelin' like Outkast, lay the stank on ya
Brothas giving dap, trappin' on the street corners
Bitches wavin' "Hi" in the next man's ride
'Cause she know she gotta pay them bills, trickin' on the side
And the kids seen so many stepfathers is alive
Drinkin' all the Kool-Aid, fuckin' up the vibe
Man, there's so many parents just don't understand
How to raise a child, educate 'em, teach 'em how to stand
And not to be a follower, people were like toddlers
When there's no love, the heart becomes more hollower
Then you wanna be alone, the mind becomes shallower
The weak ones hang theyself, don't let this life demolish ya
Uh, we can dominate the world with a plan
Stand next to each other then we hold hands
Brothas and sistas (Hey, young world)
Take it all with a grain of sand

[Chorus: Eamon]
It's a deadly circumstance
From simply getting by, uh
It's a brainwashed straw man
To keep you ill-advised, woo-ooh
It make a smart man stupid
And turn a rich man foolish
We got to man up, stand, up, hands up
Woo-ooh
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