Makin' every mark that was out after dark
 Stick 'em for their loot  cut em up then I'd dash
 And when I had to shoot  I'd nutted up for the cash
 Ran down the block with my 45 glock
 Capped off a round  everybody hit the ground
 The next thing I heard was a siren
 Couldn't turn around  money grip kept firin'
 Runnin' for the ride  I can't go inside
 I'd rather that I died, I got too much pride
 I guess it's just somethin' that you can't understand
 My gun's in my hand, tell me who's the man?

 Chorus (x4)

 Who's the man with the master plan?
 Who's the man? Who's the man?

 I used to sell yayo back in the day-o
 Ran with the gang, had all the homie's slang
 Grams to the quarters, I'm takin' all the orders
 Makin' all the runs, Rakin' in the funds
 I always got my gun, it's the old six-shooter
 King of the neighborhood, crazy white peckerwood
 Now people thinkin' Danny lost his mind
 It must've been from all the wine man and all the hardtimes
 Like chillin' in the park in the dark with the crew
 I'm always gettin' high, I saw my man die
 Now I got the work and the dough, 25 grand and a 5 keys of blow
 I gotta' relocate and start all over
 But watch it blow up like a supernova
 I keep my game in tight and follow the plan
 My gun's in my hand, tell me who's the man?

 Chorus (x4)

 I got myself locked down in the pen
 I ain't got a friend, so here I go again
 I gotta' get my props up and earn my respect
 Gotta' shake someone up or throw 'em off the top deck
 My time's runnin' out, I gotta' spill some blood
 If I don't do it quick, shit, my name'll be mud
 So I pick out a hardrock and rush him in his cell
 Beat his ass down and then say that he fell
 And if I gotta' do him, scrw him, the convict's dead
 I'll stab him in the chest just to let the rest
 Of the cell block know that I'm nobody's ho
 My shanks in my hand so tell me who's the man?

 Chorus (x4