Man

What is it that makes me a man?
Is it stubbornness, pride?
Is it ego inside?
Is it pain from the jealousy?

Abel and Cain to me?
Unintelligible dreams when I go to sleep?
Fear of failure or love for the saviour?
Or better yet, is it disdain for the debt

Consequential of favours
That bind me to slavers?
The blade to the tethers I sever?
The haughty disdain for forever?

The soul that I sold to the devil?
The mountains of gold that I leveled?
To chase after women or pleasure?
To have and to hold and to treasure?

For fatherhood, state?
Or for love or for pain?
Or for killing in action, undying attraction
To violence and passion?

And people who push me to prosper,
To work, not to kneel and to pray
Nor to weep in self-pity and waste time away

Man awoken overnight
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive

What a time to be a
Man in control of his life
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive

If you're tired of the voice that you hear when you're down
Like a snarl of the nightmare that scorches the ground
To erupt and consume in a deafening rage
All surrounding environment conducive to change

Seize it then by the throat of its coil, the serpent
And wring from its scintillant orbs, with a sermon
The force of its guile and, wrestling
Fervently tearing determinedly free from its vices

Put a python in a grave, cut a cobra hundred ways,
Stuck a mamba on a stake, anaconda skewered, ay
Viper dug into a grave, and the rattlesnake is slain

Put a tiger in the dust
For a bad guy to be made
For a blood debt to be paid
For the settle to be scored

Stab a rival matador
Let a leopard on the loose
Let a redder river pour
Put your heart into yourself

And never settle, aim for more
Put the higher in your sight
Flip the high beam for your lights
Up a gear, four wheeler drive

Put the town into your mirror,
Leave behind the jealous spite
Gotta elevate yourself, man,
Invest into yourself,

Get up, take a colder shower
Work out, diet for your health
You're responsible for you
Stop diminishing your wealth

You're a man of what you do
Get to working and excel
Stop complaining about life
And get some bread if you're so hungry

So you're fed up, you want money?
Get to hustling, adjust and win
And focus on the positive
Enjoy a life you want to live

And win and win again
And fix your attitude
And be a king

Man awoken overnight
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive

What a time to be a
Man in control of his life
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive

If you're tired of the voice that you hear when you're down
Like a snarl of the nightmare that scorches the ground
To erupt and consume in a deafening rage
All surrounding environment conducive to change

Seize it then by the throat of its coil, the serpent
And wring from its scintillant orbs, with a sermon,
The force of its guile and, wrestling,
Fervently tearing determinedly free from its vices

Mental Herculean might, oh yeah yeah
I just taught myself to fight, oé wé
Mental Herculean mind, oh yeah yeah
On a road to win my rights, hey, hey, hey

Put a python in a grave, cut a cobra hundred ways,
Stuck a mamba on a stake, anaconda skewered, ay
Viper dug into a grave, and the rattlesnake is slain