Get ready for war, Cuz you need a man, I'd be the man.
The kingdom is mine, so I try to endure, the best I can
I want my women, to ride by my side, unified
Be a part of my life, to be my wife and multiply

To my haters, just, back it up, or be deceased
To my enemies, just, back it up, or be deceased
(2)

Bro-thas, can I, can I get a witness
All I see is spiritual sickness
They tell me to, mind my own business
I don't think so, cuz I'm fearless
Our people don't know a damn thing cuz they act out all proud with no knowledge, or wisdom
It's time for real men to stand up and help guide our nation out this babylon system
A Real Man, woulda fought for his nation
Save them, from the Lord's damnation
A real man will go to the highways and by ways to bring out the word, for 2/3rds
Watch out now, don't try to stop me
This word will flow, GUARENTEE (Guarentee)
All the wicked, yeah, they will flee
They wanna die, so let them be
Lost brothas they ain't gonna get it
Lost brothas they come through unfit
For the spiritual battle, they snooze, they lose, they don't have a clue, nothing true
It's time to come out of the slumber, just quit actin' dumber, or you'll be through
I'm a real man, what about you
You's a typical n***a I know
Thats why we, still at the bottom, with nothing but death, we stress, nothin' new
The only way out is to eat up this word, of course, it's for the 1/3rd
Let your spirit fly out like a bird
Our kingdom is comin' ya heard?
It's time to get right, be a man,
lead the lost, with a spiritual plan

Chorus (2)

So what y'all suckas is talkin' about
Y'all wanna remain in a spiritual drought
I don't think so, I'm gonna stay on my lane
To sperate, I'm getting rid of this pain
Don't, wanna fall, gotta stay up, like a soldier
Demons come at me....bolder and bolder
187 for the wicked and the sickness
Don't get slick, or I'll hit cha with tha quickness
I'm a damn man who will scan out the klan
When I tell the truth, they wanted me banned
Come and take your shot, but it won't last long
You thinkin' I'm a criminal, nah, you wrong
The truth hurts, n***as actin' shame, ain't the same
Somebody tell me, who the one to get the blame
A real man, knows that he's wrong, and move on
Weak men are castrated, fagged out, and gone
These black leaders never did a damn thang
All they do is make money, ride a mustang
Don't, fall for the trap, snap, out of that crap
Stay strap, put a zap in em, PAP, PAP, PAP
Enemies everywhere, they don't care about you'
We can beat em' if you treat em, like a cold flu
what cha gonna do, love the little muthafuckas?
Real men woulda kill the little muthafuckas
I don't give a damn about these other suckas, mane
Real men woulda cared for they own gain
Our families, torn by the sys-tem
The truth is over our heads and we missed em
Please leave it to the brothas who listen
To bring our families together with the wisdom
Real men never leave they wives
They stick together, take care, and thrive

Chorus(2)

Are you ready
No games to play
Real men be brave
Got lives to save
There is no way
I would betray
There's no delay
We hit the highway
Hear what we say
Til' it's Judgement Day
Gotta work 9 to 5
To feed, my black, behind
Gotta pay my rent
Gotta pay on this
Gotta pay on that
Then I end up flat

Chorus (2)

Real men got stuff to do
What you didn't know
Thought you already knew
We get out of our bed
Come up with a plan
If you slackin' your role
Be a better man
Stop smokin' that kush
(No kush, no kush, no kush, no kush, no kush)
That's right, that shit ain't for smokin' you dummies
It's an herb that we use for healin'
Real Men don't get high to be crummy
Just back it up, or be deceased
Death to my enemies, just back it up, or be deceased
Death to you haters, just back it up, or be deceased
Death to this world and be deceased (That's what real men say!)