Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Thousand Headed Man, artist - Armand Hammer. Date of issue: 22.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Thousand Headed Man |
| Original Man wave from Ghanaian sands |
| Human traffic jammed up like 80s crack wave hand-to-hands |
| When God asked after my brother… deadpan |
| Xeroxed your cover sold it two-for-six my part of the gutter along with Best of |
| Jadakiss |
| Cruel Summer |
| South African Embassy Danny Glover |
| You should know, your mother took a lover |
| Old Leopold, Congolese Beyonce Knowles laughing somewhere cold |
| Or in Dubai’s fake snow |
| Didn’t look up as he rolled, asked in Portuguese how much the hold hold |
| Laughed as the translation came in; |
| all systems go |
| White gold black gums white teeth Canal Street white heat bright Sudanese son |
| Hammer’n sickle in his blood so the Mosquitos don’t come |
| Milo in a tin cup, splash of west indian rum |
| Laser on a paper tray a cover smothers sheet and it’s gone |
| Copies in the office personal use like the weed in the jar |
| I’m a god I’m a wolf and a pig and a dog |
| It’s the weight of the world that made me strong |
| Black doo rag with the cape out at the Wu Mansion |
| Stranded |
| Hand stitched enchantment |
| I answer to my name |
| I got nothing to lose but these chains |
| Millyrock in the flame |
| Cash for gold, funny money at the jewelry exchange |
| Shit for brains I’m confused in this thang |
| Fuck u and ya mans |
| Stay true with my aim |
| He’s no killer |
| Their posse’s on broadway doing death drops |
| I would play collecting red tops |
| Shortcuts through open lots |
| South Jamaica cop killer Queens |
| No shirt slapboxing in the street |
| I am who I seek |
| Delusion draw the line between facts and belief |
| Mathematic supreme |
| For niggas who walk with a toothbrush keeping their white kicks clean |
| Team Elohim |
| Coke dreaming |
| Black powers for Black men I been reading |
| Caught a body east of Eden |
| Still breathing, keep squeezing |
| Dozed off in something sleek on the Major Deegan |
| Laser on a paper tray a cover smothers sheet and it’s gone |
| Copies in the office personal use like the weed in the jar |
| I’m a god I’m a wolf and a pig and a dog |
| It’s the weight of the world that made me strong |
| Con a game lose sight which way is the wrong |
| Turnaround still frames each head is a song |
| I’m a god I’m a wolf and a pig and a dog |
| It’s the weight of the world that made me strong |