Man Up

Three modern men try to get in touch with their inner tough guys and redefine what it means to be a real man. Will's grandfather fought in WWII. Will's father fought in Vietnam. Will plays Call of Duty on his PS3 and drinks non-dairy hazelnut creamer. So what happened to all the real men? They're still here, they just smell like pomegranate body wash now. Meet Will. his evolved, sensitive nature is why his awesome wife, Theresa married him. But Will and his friends find themselves wondering, in a world of Axe ads and manscaping, what does it really mean to be a guy anymore? Will is more interested in finding the perfect gift for his son Nathan's 13th birthday than in doing his job selling insurance; sensitive soul Craig still pines for his college ex, Lisa; and Kenny clamps down on his anger and asks himself, "what would Tobey Maguire do?," when his ex, Brenda, starts seeing a guy who is everything he's not and much better looking. After Craig crashes Lisa's wedding to try to win her back, they are all faced with an opportunity to Man Up and be like their forefathers.

Cast:

Mather Zickel, Dan Fogler, Christopher Moynihan, Amanda Detmer, Henry Simmons, Jake Johnson, Charlotte Labadie, Teri Polo, Jonathan Bray, Jason Rogel, Jayce Dempsey, Armani Jackson, Briga Heelan, Peter Jessop, Matthew Rocheleau, Joy Lofton,

• Season 1
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  Episode 1: Pilot
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  Episode 2: Finessing the Bromance
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  Episode 3: Digging Deeper
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  Episode 4: Wingmen
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  Episode 5: Acceptance
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  Episode 6: High Road Is the Guy Road
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  Episode 7: Disciplining the Keens
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  Episode 8: Men and Their Chickens
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  Episode 9: Fear
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  Episode 10: Camping
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  Episode 11: Up All Night
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  Episode 12: Letting Go
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  Episode 13: Be Who You're Not

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  Man Up

  (feat. Trife Da God, Solomon Childs & Sun God)
  [Intro: Ghostface Killah (Trife Da God)]
  Where the DJ's at? (Yeah) that's right
  What's the deal y'all? (Theodore, nigga)
  Theodore's in the building, Staten Island stand up
  (That's right, Gatten Island) Word up
  (I'm like Ray Charles, nigga
  Pay me my motherfuckin' bread in singles)
  That's what I'm try'nna tell ya, it's real
  (Heard me) Big Tone Starks in the building, now, come
  on
  [Chorus 2X: Trife Da God (Solomon Childs)]
  (Man up) Somebody gon' get laid down
  (Man up) Whether music or four pounds
  (Man up) Ain't no need to know me well
  We can get the drama popping, homey, I won't tell
  [Trife Da God]
  This is my year, eating like a baby in a high chair
  Fly gear, versace eye wear, we the pioneers
  I fuck bitches sipping on dry beer
  Only rock Timbs and Air Forces, yo, oc', give me like 5
  years
  Fresh out the box with it, Chicago Sox fitted
  Uh, if the product is banging, first hit the block with
  it
  Set the drug charges and my criminal formula
  O-5 black suburban straight from General Motors
  Walk through give the niggaz the shoulder
  Just fucked this bitch on the sofa
  Twisted the chocha, me'll flip on the culture
  Had the bird niggaz shittin' in peels, clippin' your
  tail
  Let the four-five kiss ya, as I'm liftin' your bail
  Put a hundred wolves on you, have them pick up the
  trail
  While I'm in the honeycomb, weighing bricks on the
  scale
  Sippin' old M.A., me and my protege's, cause even on
  the coldest day
  Your boy stil shine, giving off solar rays
  [Chorus 2X]
  [Ghostface Killah]
  What you know about stepping out heavy, Just' jewels,
  no crew hurry
  My inside pants leg, I'm packing like two machetes
  One ratchet, two gloves and a mask
  Jumping out of green rover, niggaz ballin' me down
  That's when I reached over, figured they ain't go no
  matters
  Young boys round here, they don't know my status
  And niggaz looking for a full time jack move
  But they don't know, that these blades here, crack
  dudes
  Give it to 'em quick, something like fast food
  Take a nigga gun, like 'you gonna blast who?'
  Cinderella girl frontin' in them glass shoes
  Homo thug bitch ass nigga, I'll smash you
  You mad, cause you rockin' the shit bag
  Smellin' like piss, when it popped your click ran
  You fucking with powerful niggaz, devour your business
  It ain't gravy, you pussy niggaz, you the Avon lady,
  fuck you
  [Chorus 2X]
  [Sun God]
  Niggaz better stay in they place
  Cuz when I stash the plastic mask on, leave a hole in
  your face
  Who this young dude holding the weight
  Got every drug from dope to bud, even small package
  your face
  Niggaz bam, look God in the face, can't look in my eyes
  I tell you why, cause this thing on my waist
  Bread and butter, got it all for sale, and I'm duckin'
  the cops
  On every block, I ain't going to jail
  I ain't the type that'll rot in the cell
  Never talk or fist fight, with drama, I'll be popping
  these shells
  Hit your chest and your flesh get, hotter than hell
  Them hollow tips make it hard to inhale, you not worthy
  Vest and a white tees, and throwback jerseys
  Julius Irvings, black suburban
  Twisted off one-five-one, my whips swerving
  Try'nna see that chips, full clips, no splurging
  [Chorus 2X]
  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]
  That's right, yeah, another Theodore production
  Yeah, Anthony Acid on the beats, y'all
  Ones and twos y'all, yeah, that's right
  Big Ghost in the building, Staten Island in the mother-
  f'ing building
  Nigga, yeah, man up, bitch...

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  Man Up

  Too tough
  Oh we won't break
  Enough
  Cause when you make
  Dark shadows
  The young pros
  They blow and come back ten fold
  We don't need ropes to climb the walls you build
  Ideas and passion break the bricks with guilt
  Man up!
  Machines
  Without any rust
  Machines
  Turn us to dust
  When you make
  A mistake
  The scarecrow breaks off its stake
  We don't need ropes to climb the walls anymore
  My mind is stronger than it was before
  Man up!
  When you make
  Dark shadows
  The young pros
  They blow and come back ten fold
  We don't need ropes to climb the walls anymore
  My mind is stronger than it was before
  Man up!
  Man up!
  Man up!
  So man up!
  Yeah man up!

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  Man Up

  Same ol' scenario
  your girl sees me and she wanna know
  why she's intrigued if she wanna go
  'cause she likes it, she likes it
  hey don't get mad at me
  'cause I'm that dude you sposed to be
  and she keep cutting her eyes at me
  and you hate it, you hate it
  Control your girl lil' fella
  look at how she's got you jealous
  don't get mad at me playa
  I can't help that your girl want it
  let's just be men about this
  there's no ring on no one's finger
  all's fair in love and war
  you know, you know
  MAN UP
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  you need to man up
  It's funny you don't have a clue
  that I don't even care like you think I do
  and I ain't even trippin' over her or you
  and that's real talk, that's real talk, yeah
  but here's some news for you
  maybe I'll manage your problem dude
  and I got her on lock man, I thought you knew
  and that's gangsta, that's gangsta, yeah
  My girl is trained, lil' fella
  I ain't in the least bit jealous
  and I'm not mad at you playa
  she may look don't mean she want it
  so I'm being cool about this
  if she want it, she can have it
  all's fair in love and war
  you know, you know
  MAN UP
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  Man Up
  you need to man up
  MAN UP
  JYP the Asian soul presents...
  MAN UP
  So look man, this is just how it is, aight?
  MAN UP
  You do your thing, Imma do mine
  MAN UP
  I mean you can react but there's nuttin' to it playa, yesir!**
  MAN UP
  OMARION
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  RAIN
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  Man Up
  you need to man up...
  MAN UP
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  Man UP
  You need to man up

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  Man Up

  [Hook: x2]
  Nigga stand up (what) put ya hands up (what)
  Keep the tan on the land and your cam tucked (what)
  It's a damn must
  For me to separate the pimps from the chimps homie, it's time to (man up)
  Yeah let's do it
  [Verse 1:]
  You's a damn duck, you ain't never man up (nope)
  At the precinct about to give ya man up
  Like for real man tell him where the tan tucked
  Or you'll be in handcuffs sittin' on the damn bus (stop cryin')
  Lookin for a way out, lookin for a day out (day out)
  And when that day comes, shit I'm lookin just to stay out
  Pushers know what J bout (what's that)
  I keep a couple doors in the crib, feels like you're lookin through a playhouse (whoa)
  It's been this ugly, the bitches love me (me)
  Ya cars are old, ya rims look rusty (look at ‘em)
  Fam I'm blingin trust me (trust me)
  Princess cut, fuckin look like the princess cut me (bling)
  Glits cost me 30, a brick that's a birdie (birdie)
  District, dipshit, I'm rich and it's early (early)
  These chickens be thirsty (uhh huh) ursty (uhh huh)
  Cause my chain carry enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, heard me
  [Hook x2]
  Uhh, Yeah, I'm back in
  [Verse 2:]
  Yo, I breeze by the coppers, weave the imposters (eeeeerrrt)
  Speak to the rastas, round table feastin' on pasta (hey)
  Plus keep a skee on my roster (to do what)
  Stuffed with enough damn candy to be a piñata (holla)
  Laid by the pool with piña colata
  Weed and some vodka, ohh boy, squeeze on her knockers (ohh boy)
  Every bitch I'm seen with is proper
  Still I'm wham bam, fam lam, see ya mañana (see ya)
  The Don Juan for surely, a Don want ya shorty (shorty)
  Shorty check me out, ya moms can't ignore me (no)
  Disgusting, invite ya aunt to a orgy (come on over)
  Young but I'll still be the bomb when I'm 40 (word)
  Look creep I'm the truth, I speak for the youth
  The streets where my peeps be all week on the stoop
  Still breeze through in coupes (uhh huh)
  You'll spot and stop like why drop the top when you can see through the roof, poof
  [Hook x2]

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  Man Up

  It's over, it's over, it's over
  What the hell do you want from me?
  Why don't you leave me alone
  It's been a done deal with you for a minute
  So you need to get along
  What's the problem?
  Why is it so difficult for you to see?
  That I don't want you no more
  If I was you I'd be embarrassed
  For the way, I carry on
  You's a grown' ass man
  Dawg you can't even stand on ya own two feet
  Now your lookin' my way
  It's too late 'cuz you messed it up with me
  You needa change your tone
  Get your swagger goin'
  You gotta hold your own
  So don't call my phone
  'Cuz you ain't gotta home with me no more
  Get it out your head baby
  It's over, yes it's the end
  No matter what you try to do
  We will never be again
  I try to be patient but I can't take it
  Get ahold of yourself
  It will never be you again
  Understand it'll be someone else
  You's a grown' ass man
  Dawg you can't even stand on you own two feet
  Now you're lookin' my way
  It's too late 'cuz you messed it up with me
  You needa change your tone
  Get your swagger goin'
  You gotta hold your own so don't call my phone
  'Cuz you ain't gotta home with me no more
  This is the last time for this conversation
  Can't do it your excuses are so amazing
  Get throught it I know your tryin' to change my mind
  But you know your only wasting my time
  What do we got to go through this
  I'm sick of the B S I'm done
  So you'll never get this again
  Hey ama ama amerie
  Ain't no need for anger
  He a lil' boy just give him the middle finger
  Call your big brother, bitch slugga, weight plugga
  He gonna get enough for dialin' up ya numba
  Coward, this homie got a twat pushed outward
  Chicks with dicks don't belong in yo mix
  Long as you straight, playin' back in the quarter eights
  Steppin' in zeppies, reppin' D C, ya stink
  NYC mah place, Nas relate, fly estates
  Fine wines and diamonds, crembole on da plate
  And yall girls relate so put yo hands up
  And what, tell the mutha fucka to man up
  You's a grown' ass man
  Dawg you can't even stand on ya own two feet
  (Hey, stand on ya own two)
  Now you're lookin' my way
  It's too late 'cuz you messed it up with me
  (Now it's just too late)
  You needa change your tone
  Get your swagger goin' you gotta hold your own
  So don't call my phone
  'Cuz you ain't gotta home with me no more
  (Just leave me alone)
  You's a grown' ass man
  Dawg you can't even stand on ya own two feet
  (No matter what you do)
  Now your lookin' my way
  It's too late 'cuz you messed it up with me
  (I won't be wit you)
  You needa change your tone get your swagger goin'
  You gotta hold your own
  (Keep it movin')
  So don't call my phone
  'Cuz you ain't gotta home with me no more

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  Man Up

  [Intro: Free Murda (Terra Tory) {ShaCronz}]
  Yeah, Free Murda, ya'll
  ShaCronz, ya'll, Terra Tory, ya'll (C.C.F., nigga)
  The Division, (C.O.D., nigga) Fort Greene
  Uh-huh, uh-huh, little side {yeah} uh-huh, uh-huh
  {Yeah, who we be?} ShaCronz, Terra Tory, Murda Free, let's go
  [Free Murda:]
  Yo, ya'll be like Free blacken, when ya'll see him in a G wagon
  Cheese stacking, burberry seats, he's macking
  We crashing a whole club up
  This is a Division, dare a nigga run up
  [Terra Tory]
  Let's pop them things, like corks, pumping 'knicks' like New York
  Or we can ball to A-T-L like the Hawks
  Ever seen 24's in a trunk, make them whores go and fuck
  See the fifth, bet they gon' gon' duck
  [ShaCronz:]
  Slow down, the line pat' son, we V.I.P.
  Got eight bags of weed, don't need I.D.
  I'mma roll up, we early, Tory, pass the dutch
  Make sure you put them gats in, nigga, that's what's up
  [Free Murda:]
  About to jump out, like what, start lighting the door up
  I ain't talking bout shooting, what's writing the floor up
  Damn, I've gone nuts, girls, put your hands up
  Bout to hit V.I.P., where I can't pull my pants up
  [Chorus: Free Murda (ShaCronz)]
  Got what you want (let's go)
  Yo, we got what you need (yeah, yeah)
  When you see a real G., (holla at me)
  Ma, roll up some weed (yeah, yeah)
  Cuz we gwhat you want (let's go)
  And we got what you need (yeah, yeah)
  When you see a real G. (call)
  ShaCronz, Terra Tory, Murda Free (let's go)
  [Terra Tory:]
  Just came out, don't mean to floss
  Turned the game out, we G's of course
  We play the back of the club, it's G's of course
  Whole team in Gucci, straight G's of course
  [ShaCronz:]
  Yo, I got a little to waste, fuck a few bottles we buying the case
  High as a kite, drunk, plus I'm try'nna scrape
  Something, nice and thick, I need a licensed chick
  With her own crib, no kids, and like to trick
  [Free Murda:]
  I think I got what you want, standing right here
  Cronz, that little chick in them Gucci Nike Air's, huh
  I know you like that, you wont walk past her
  Seems like a vehicle, you gots to gas her
  [Chorus x2]

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  Man Up

  In my heart of hearts I know it well
  Been giving myself the soft sell
  Anyone can see that i've been running away
  Not facing the day that's here
  It's time to man up
  I'm man enough
  It's time to man up
  I'm man enough
  I'm man enough for you
  It's time to man up
  The phone is off, the blinds are down
  Me and my heart are out of town
  The sign is hammered up
  Do not disturb
  Don't say another word to me
  It's time to man up
  I'm man enough
  I'm man enough for you
  It's time to man up
  I'm man enough
  I'm man enough for you
  It's time to man up
  In my heart of hearts I know it well
  I hit the ground hard when I fell
  Not licking wounds but more like sewing them up
  Man it was rough for me
  But it's time to man up
  I'm man enough
  I'm man enough for you
  It's time to man up
  I'm man enough
  I'm man enough for you

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  Man Up

  Amerie feat. Nas
  It's over, it's over, it's over
  What the hell do you want from me
  Why dont you leave me alone
  its been a done deal with you for a minute
  so you need to get along
  whats the problem
  why is it so difficult for you to see
  that i dont want you no more
  if i was you id be embarresed
  for the way i carry on
  youse a grown ass man
  you cant even stand on you own two feet
  now your lookin my way
  its too late cuz you messed it up with me
  you needa change your tone
  get your swagger on
  you gotta hold your own
  so dont call my phone
  cuz you aint gotta home with me no more
  get it out your head baby
  its over, yes its the end
  no matter what you try to ddo
  we will never be again
  i try to be patient
  but i cant take it
  get ahold of yourself
  it will never be you again
  understand itll be someone else
  youse a grown ass man
  you cant even stand on you own two feet
  now your lookin my way
  its too late cuz you messed it up with me
  you needa change your tone
  get your swagger on
  you gotta hold your own
  so dont call my phone
  cuz you aint gotta home with me no more
  this is the last time for this conversation
  spoken-cant do it
  your excuses are so amazing
  spoken-get throught it
  i know your trying to change my mind
  but you know your only wasting my time
  what do we got to go through this time
  im sick of the b.s. im done
  so youll never get this again
  Nas-
  Hey Ama-Ama-Amerie
  aint no need for angerhe a lil boy
  just give him the middle finger
  call you big brother, bitch slugga, weight plugga
  he gonna get enough for callin yo numba
  coward, hes only got a twat pushed outward
  chicks with dicks dont belong in yo mix
  ??, playing back in the ??
  steppin in ??, reppin d.c., ya stink
  NYC mah place, Nas relate, fly estates
  crime wines and diamonds, cribrolay on a plate
  and yall girls relate so put yo hands up
  tell the mutha fucka to man up
  Amerie-
  youse a grown ass man
  you cant even stand on you own two feet
  now your lookin my way
  its too late cuz you messed it up with me
  you needa change your tone
  get your swagger on
  you gotta hold your own
  so dont call my phone
  cuz you aint gotta home with me no more

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  Man Up

  This for my independent chicks that be gettin it
  This for my hard workin women that be gettin it
  [Chorus: both singing]
  Gucci Bag, New Jag, Poppin tags, Money Bags,
  Boy you better man up
  Boy you better man up
  For I switch my man up
  For I switch my man up
  Hair done, Nails done, Gimme money in lump sums
  Boy you better man up
  Boy you better man up
  For I switch my man up
  For I switch my man up
  [Rasheeda:]
  Put the money on the table when you see my bills come
  Shouldnt have to say a word a man should have his own mon
  I ain't never been that gold digger chick but there things I expect
  From a nigga that I'm with, like makin sure I'm ridin good
  Makin sure my car clean, makin sure the yard mans at my house every week
  When you buyin somethin new, Get one for your girl to
  If that ain't what you wanna do, I guess I'll be replacin you
  [Kandi:]
  Money in my fendi bag, 22's on the jag, independent makin cash
  Damn, I love to pop tags, If you can't break me off what can you do for me
  Ain't payin bills, hell naw you can't get a key
  Gotta be a tag team, you ain't sellin me a dream
  You ain't on my bank account, you ain't gonna be drainin me
  Got me twisted up thinkin that I'm gonna cake ya
  I don't upgrade niggas, I simply replace ya
  [Chorus: both singing]
  Gucci Bag, New Jag, Poppin tags, Money Bags,
  Boy you better man up
  Boy you better man up
  For I switch my man up
  For I switch my man up
  Hair done, Nails done, Gimme money in lump sums
  Boy you better man up
  Boy you better man up
  For I switch my man up
  For I switch my man up
  [Rasheeda:]
  Maybe you can play them games witcha ya baby momma
  Lay up in the bed and only pay her if ya wanna
  For real though, Do you wear the pants or the panties,
  If you don't bring the bacon, then you don't get the candy
  Thinkin imma work while your chillin in my house, No
  Lookin at my flat screen, layin on my couch, No
  You should be on my level, Not underneath me
  Compliment a chick and hold me down like a real G
  [Kandi:]
  I bought this house that you visitin, this pool that you swimmin in
  If you wanna come again, you gon start contributing
  Ain't witcha layin up in my crib feet up,
  Lookin in my fridge, all my groceries you gon eat up
  Hell naw playa, You ain't gonna pimp me
  Don't buy me no flowers, like thats gonna please me
  Give me somethin I can take to the bank or to the mall and shop
  Stingy ass niggas get dropped like my door stop
  [Chorus: both singing]
  Gucci Bag, New Jag, Poppin tags, Money Bags,
  Boy you better man up
  Boy you better man up
  For I switch my man up
  For I switch my man up
  Hair done, Nails done, Gimme money in lump sums
  Boy you better man up
  Boy you better man up
  For I switch my man up
  For I switch my man up

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  Man Up

  [Mr. 3-2:]
  It's a brand new day, brand new year
  Don't be listening to that bullshit, niggaz put in your ear
  I do this I do that, hoe I get big stacks
  Break fools on tracks, and yes I do sell stracks
  We mashing that, all of love with no money
  I got too much hustle and grind, for you dummies
  Skinny and Presidential, hooked me up with Street Game
  Put the form in together, then we will get change
  These lames, all wanna know my pocket
  I'm a gangsta, so reality I drop it
  Broads bopping, keep me up like buffet
  Niggaz jock it, always got some'ing to say
  Hey hey, Fat Domino is a pimp
  Mob boss chop it up, eating steak and shrimp
  Evidence, dogs never find no traces
  Got my poker face on, holding all the aces
  [Hook: x2]
  Presidential, is how I'm treated on front row
  Street Game, are mo'fuckers getting they do'
  This world, I have you tripping scratching your head
  Man up, take your lick and go fed
  [Quest:]
  I'm posted on the cut, of that Mag and Dwayne
  Them FED's on my ass, cause the slabs that I slang
  Still I hustle to pimp my pockets, with mo' knots than a rope
  Still be busting no discussion, infra dot with a scope
  It ain't no hope for you bitch niggaz, suckers and snitch niggaz
  Acting like bitches with pussies, running your lips nigga
  You do the crime, you do the time
  Don't make a nigga run up in your house, and use the nine
  Bust two into your spine, for telling all the real niggaz business
  Nobody can save you, when I kill no one witness
  Swear games with scope brains, spills from a distance
  Calicoes burry hoes, burn a nigga biscuit
  You on some Bennie Hill shit, talking to laws
  You gon make me come through, and put a cross on your jaw
  You acting like you hard, when you know you a bitch
  When we don't really bar, cause we know you a snitch
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  [Quest:]
  Presidential and Street Game, hooking up like feces
  A million dollar mission, knocking out buster bitches
  Cleaning clocks like dishes, peep the watch that glisten
  Stand too hard I swear to God, mayn need to stop your vision
  Red butter played the gutter, hustling cheese for fritos
  While these haters sucking on pussy, trying to please these freak hoes
  Need to get your mind right, 'fore we run in your residential
  Mr. 3-2 from Street Game, and Q-U-E from Presidential
  [Troyo:]
  Old mark ass nigga, get your money get out my face
  I'm po'ing up big mud, telling out skeet taste
  A cage go for sixteen, sitting high in the sky
  Crawling on 22's, this far I'm too fly
  Troyo, showing these boys the blue flame
  Damn right I'm Street Game, till the world set flame
  Cock it and aim, leaving you on your back pocket
  Ghetto affiliated, and fools they can't stop it
  [talking:]
  Street P-O-P mayn, ghetto affiliates
  Willie what's up baby uh, 3-2 it go down mayn
  (it go down, Mr. Mr. fucking your sister
  You know me, ok what's up with it

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  Man Up

  Same ol' scenario
  your girl sees me and she wanna know
  why she's intrigued if she wanna go
  'cause she likes it, she likes it
  hey don't get mad at me
  'cause I'm that dude you sposed to be
  and she keep cutting her eyes at me
  and you hate it, you hate it
  Control your girl lil' fella
  look at how she's got you jealous
  don't get mad at me playa
  I can't help that your girl want it
  let's just be men about this
  there's no ring on no one's finger
  all's fair in love and war
  you know, you know
  MAN UP
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  you need to man up
  It's funny you don't have a clue
  that I don't even care like you think I do
  and I ain't even trippin' over her or you
  and that's real talk, that's real talk, yeah
  but here's some news for you
  maybe I'll manage your problem dude
  and I got her on lock man, I thought you knew
  and that's gangsta, that's gangsta, yeah
  My girl is trained, lil' fella
  I ain't in the least bit jealous
  and I'm not mad at you playa
  she may look don't mean she want it
  so I'm being cool about this
  if she want it, she can have it
  all's fair in love and war
  you know, you know
  MAN UP
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  Man Up
  you need to man up
  MAN UP
  JYP the Asian soul presents...
  MAN UP
  So look man, this is just how it is, aight?
  MAN UP
  You do your thing, Imma do mine
  MAN UP
  I mean you can react but there's nuttin' to it playa, yesir!**
  MAN UP
  OMARION
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  RAIN
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  Man Up
  you need to man up...
  MAN UP
  I know it's hard but
  play your part boy
  where your heart at?
  MAN UP
  Before your girl be, be up on me
  you don't want that
  MAN UP
  C'mon playa, man be a soldier
  fight for what you want
  MAN UP
  Comin' on me
  Man UP

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  [Verse 1:]
  You know how da plot goes, you could tell the difference when da pops home, most of us are not told, often when da pops home, leaves a legacy, plant seeds then the crops grow
  I recall my pops cults, when I was a snot nosed, kid with no control, that's like a city that's without walls.
  I could still hear his teachings ringin though the house halls, when it's not profitable,
  Had to keep my mouth closed.
  Gettin over obstacles, dodgin all da potholes,
  He taught me eticates and ethics out of God's laws
  Turned me on my hine wall chambers
  Now my eyes close, prayin that I would find a wife that would make my house home
  Yea; now probably say I'm faithful, if it wasn't for those spankins then I'd probably pop pain pills
  Now I'm off trainin wheels, since I had a father that, tol me got the fathers heart, I'm a grip da train and build...
  [Chorus:]
  WARRIORS
  If you walk in the authority of Jesus man have your shoulders broad
  (Where my) WARRIORS
  If you stand up under preasure like da hebrew boys and your soul is strong
  (Where my) WARRIORS
  God fearin gentlmen, generals, get in your positions man
  (Where my) WARRIORS
  Men take coverage, don't faint, don't fall if you know the lord
  (Where my) WARRIORS
  [Verse 2:]
  Man we need role models, gotta lot of teachers but, man we need more fathers,
  Talkin bout spiritual, teach us how to be mature, but of they abandon us,
  How we gon go further?
  Tell me who we gonna follow, we gonna get our cold values, from the dudes rappin on the screens of our floor models.
  And you don't wanna leave it up to rappers who pretend to be track stars, bonafide home mothers
  Hold up, more problems,
  They won't step one foot in, to the local church cause it, caters to a womens bent
  And it's full of feminine, man men we pushin them, far away from Christ into the arms of the muslim men!
  Cause men don't need the print we need strength, Christ was not a hippie pickin lillies' with his friends, Jesus was a mans man, so men followed him, doin God the father will, sayin father I won't sin!
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 3:]
  Listen, I am not a chovenous, but a Godly man is a stickler for holiness, him and Christ look alikes, sorta like the Olsen twins, and he practices what he preaches from the holy script!
  But a natural man, he don't even know he's sick, he think it's natural man to treat him like he don't exist.
  He's enticed by every woman that blows a kiss, sin makes a Godly man wear like moby dick!
  A Godly man's content when hes in the church, a natural man chases whatever's in a miniskirt, or in a dress like the gettysburg, it's monogomous even if it really hurts like givin birth!
  But that's the cause and affect, which really goes to show you how the cross can affect,
  New man new clothes in the drawers of our dressers, man we at war with our swords and our vestes!