Texty:
Cash Johnny What Is Man

What is man that you are mindful of him Lord You made the stars, you made the sun And all the worlds that came to be at your command What is man? What

be If the total isn't high enough when they figure me When I grow old if there's no gray from worry in my hair What do I care? What do I care? What

know shit Tryin' to tell y'all, what's a fuckin' street hit The shit's way off course It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse You

Oh yes, this is special This is direct from what we call 'The Funk House' This is a total dope, phat one, know what I'm sayin'? And this is how it's done

on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, f**k the fame I'm a simple man Mr.

one man to draw the charts another to declare What secret signs are in the lines but do they really care That one is long and one is short and one line

King Johnny's them diamonds is black Shorty she lovin' my tattoos ingrained on my back Muggin' and thuggin' the trap crew we step like Da Brat Married the rubberbands, hustlin', hustlin' Got a squad gutter man

find no one to watch your kids" But I thank you just get 'cause you don't want me to leave Are you gon give me some? What's wrong, what happened? You

betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby! (Renaissance...) I don't care what chy'all say or what chy'all do But you got to be finished befo' the music is