Artist: 9th Wonder f/ Buddy Klein, Rapper Big Pooh Album: The Dream Merchant, Vol. 2 Song: What Makes a Man Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Rapper Big Pooh] Yeah! Uh! Yeah! This ya boy Rapper Big Pooh man! Uh! Buddy Klein in this nigga!!!!!! 9th Wonder in this nigga!!!!!!!!! Yeah! This that Dream Merchant, Vol. 2 shit, you know what I'm sayin? I don't think y'all understand what's about to go down man I don't think y'all really know man, listen [Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh] That's me your world MC Yeah I went to college I ain't finished my degree You can check my pedigree I'm the son of a Lee It's Pooh Steinback when these words touch beats Name out on the streets like it's etched in stone Trust you don't want it when I step in that zone Faggot niggas call home or they scream for the law Or they cry for they Pa cause I'm simply Ma I ain't the type to ever starve I'm a worker nigga Mention a few mills it do wonders for the figure Know niggas who would peel you like tangerines Got government issues like in the marines I keep my hands clean get tunnel vision Approach every line with the right precision Make the right decision 'fore life get missin And the next time you hear me I be writin different, lil' nigga [Chorus: Buddy Klein] Nigga if you dont stand for somethin You bound to trip and fall down Man I don't give a fuck click clack hit 'em up Man we spit heat at these clowns [Rapper Big Pooh]: So what you 'gon do when Klein come through With the Rapper Big Pooh and 9th into And (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you [Verse 2: Buddy Klein] Yo, paddy cake, paddy cake, maker man You a bitch on his dick, tryna make the band Get at me dog, I'm funky like nasty draws Piss me off, I start shootin like basketball I'm street, I'm hood, I'm really whatcha musta saw I'm thug, I'm raw, big like I'm above the law With all this change, I tharted doin a buck in the rain Flip a ki fool, that's drug dealer's dream Nigga please, move, I ain't talkin bout crack I'm talkin bout rap - I eat y'all food right from scratch The street's my daddy, whatchu gon' teach me, sonny? Speed on the road of riches, just tryin to increase my money Carolina beats pah, stop ya breathin dummy Leak shells in ya back, y'all like Eastern Senate BK MC, full recline makin cream (You best to chill..) Or you'll get cut like you ain't make the team [Chorus: Buddy Klein] Nigga if you dont stand for somethin You bound to trip and fall down Man I don't give a fuck click clack hit 'em up Man we spit heat at these clowns [Rapper Big Pooh]: So what you 'gon do when Klein come through With the Rapper Big Pooh and 9th into And (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you [Outro: Buddy Klein] Some say it's the shit that we go through I know sometimes we won't do what we 'sposed to But all I got is my word and my bond And I'm a hold both tight until the day that I'm gone [Rapper Big Pooh] Some say it's the shit that we go through I know sometimes we won't do what we 'sposed to But all I got is my word and my bond And I'm a hold both tight until the day that I'm gone