The Man

Lyrics

[Intro: Rodriguez sample] "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." [Verse 1: Large Professor] Through mountain high, and valley low – Large be the player that's most valuable Took a good minute, but, g'yeah – now you know Professional Pro – gettin' out-of-state dough Not a fantasy feeling, it's time to reveal it I'm ready and set to shut it down and seal it Rap fantastic, lyrical giant Concrete street trooper, with a made-up mind on the interest Paid the price, dawg, with interest Now everyday, on the mic, off the hinges No burden, can't receive a closed curtain Nah – how can one man be so certain? 'Cause I–run them streets, like hundreds of felons You was knocked out sleep, gettin' under the covers I be choppin' mad beats, loops are rougher Moms said "One day, you'll soon discover" – [Hook: Rodriguez sample] "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." [Verse 2: Large Professor] Large, kid, devastating, live, humungous From the OGs, on down to the youngest Street corner soldier, I rocked and rolled ya Went from 3-T to a lot of exposure In split seconds, I spit thousands of rhymes And swing off the vines with a style that shines Like magic, superior with the mic gadget And I'ma stay cuttin' and choppin', like a hatchet If you didn't catch it, here go the third go 'round And the sayin' is "P'll make the world go round" Used to pick niggas up, to get to work uptown Got drunk, and the crib almost burnt down One day – now I'm standing in God sun ray And I always new I'd be Large some day Stayed patient, and now, in the palm of my hand Is the Earth, and everybody saying – [Hook: Rodriguez sample] "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." [Verse 3: Large Professor] Like Nas, go against all odds Bust out the box, like them kids on 'Oz' Makin' fat beats and spittin' some gold bars I stay generating that heat, with no probs Bronx, Brook', Queens, Manhattan – no Large The cavalry, waiting for me to yell "Charge" Went from lieutenant, moved up to sarge 1988 in the Uptown Garage Think back, move forward, everything's in orbit Around the profound street king, absorb it Like Bounty, on each township and county Paul doin' his thing, brothers – you can't down me I'm at the other end of the board, so you can crown me Now newspaper reporters wanna hound me To find out the plan from Utah to Japan Everybody all across the land – [Hook: Rodriguez sample] "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..." "You're the man..."