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lirik lagu homeboy sandman - men are mortal

[hook]
men are mere mortals…

[verse 1: homeboy sandman]
in that case i’m not a man though i’m a sir
and not a ma’am, i’m shroud of turin wrapped, i rep for surinam
i’ve got the serum to the syrup, understand
good sun the sandman vs. son of sam, who just performed at summer jam
wearing pajamas from the slammer, the can
enough of that, the kid don’t play since kid ‘n’ play had thrown the ‘jammy-jam
the handy cats’ll grab their handy cams, the shooters’ll be like “oh snap, the jammy jammed”
i capture candy camps, take they crayola crayons and put them in a clamp
i got no style to cramp like marcus camby can
voice of both the oysters and the clams, pearls of wisdom none of wealth
fighting the system here to offer -ssistance, where’s someone to help?
i paint a picture like orson welles, i’m like a coffin nail
my troop is down for truth or dare, we fighting tooth and nail
my boo, my dear don’t shop at bloomingdales or a flaunt her b00bs and tail
she blow me tuba scales, i keep her wetter than a grouper scale
i’m hard to trail unlike a group of snails
i chew bazooka joes and rep for joes that’s buried under jails
“a,” “b” in the alphabet, i be the alpha male, don’t need no infrared to see that i’m for real
i been the infamous since drinking enfamil
whomever want to cause an incident i’ll be like “it’s a deal”
i’m not interested in spending an instant with the infidels
can tell i used to read fidel and rock big l
my city’s like the citadel, my fears were quelled the day ceiling fell
my bros and sis and such are sitting ducks and that’s not sitting well
i sit and dwell and build an instrument for infinite to guarantee the simpletons go impotent
i always gave one hundred ten percent, i smell like heaven scent i’m known as heaven sent
ain’t down for wasting time, i never made a dime i haven’t spent, i have respect
i always find the time to work my tris and pecs, i cash my checks for pecks of pickled peppers peter piper picked

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[verse 2: homeboy sandman]
in that case i’m not a man, bulls are ferdinand, i much prefer the fertile land, i keep a bird in hand
cool than a fan, confer with fans as famalam and press the flesh
i’m like a burning bush, or like a burning brand against the flesh
hiss, that’s not a snake that’s a tape within a deck
went on a mission hanging mistletoe got whistled for a tech
[cats fall too short, should blow a whistle for effect]
any art that’s artificial is an issue , if you ain’t fizzle it just ain’t official yet
ain’t eating fishes eggs, i’m using fission next to thwart the goons who try to control the schools like they was fishing nets
big down the cats who want you listening to flex, [who wield that dagger n cloak], they feel i’s close almost as if they was listening to next
got fed up listening to my ex, i’m listening to x, so monitored by feds
who’d threaten to set it on the fellows that keep em fed, make me laugh like something brian fellows said
no special effects, used to teach special ed, they gave ’em special meds and all that did was make ’em special less
especially the specialest, so i’m a specialist at addressing the necessities
open sesames
my extra sensory perception not only s-xy it protects me from infection, i’m not on the take
please don’t take offense when i give affection, or offer friendship
far as charges pressed and orders of protection, all that salt means infinite potential for water retention
i’m trying to keep my temper in a tempest, so i’m into tofu and into tempeh, guess i’m pretentious
are you mad cause i ain’t sitting on the fences or are you mad cause i ain’t sitting on the benches?
villains scared to quit, they waiting on their pension, without a pulse they so repulsive, so unrepentant
play it by the book and blend in, i sure miss the brook that’s benton.

aight, aight, word up

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