Man Up
Ghostface Killah Lyrics

Where the DJs at? (Yeah) that's right
Ghostface is trying to locate the DJs so that he can start the music

What's the deal y'all? (Theodore, nigga)
Ghostface greets everyone in the building and shouts out their label name 'Theodore'

Theodore's in the building, Staten Island stand up
Ghostface acknowledges his label's presence and his hometown, Staten Island

(That's right, Gatten Island) Word up
Ghostface emphasizes Staten Island and acknowledges it by its colloquial name 'Gatten Island'

(I'm like Ray Charles, nigga Pay me my motherfuckin' bread in singles)
Ghostface compares himself to Ray Charles, a legendary musician, and demands to be paid in singles like a stripper

That's what I'm try'nna tell ya, it's real (Heard me) Big Tone Starks in the building, now, come on
Ghostface is emphasizing his seriousness and highlighting the presence of Big Tone Starks in the building

(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 is urging everyone to be brave and ready for any confrontation that may arise, even if it involves violence

This is my year, eating like a baby in a high chair Fly gear, Versace eye wear, we the pioneers
Trife Da God is expressing his confidence and comfort in his current year, along with his fashionable clothing choices

I f**k bitches sipping on dry beer Only rock Timbs and Air Forces, yo, oc', give me like 5 years
Trife enjoys the company of women while drinking non-alcoholic beer and prefers a particular type of shoes for the next five years

Fresh out the box with it, Chicago Sox fitted Uh, if the product is banging, first hit the block with it
Trife Da God is emphasizing the importance of fresh products and how he tests them on the streets before widely releasing them

Set the drug charges and my criminal formula O-5 black suburban straight from General Motors
Trife's drug operation is expertly crafted, including the right amount of risk-taking, and he owns a black suburban made by General Motors

Walk through give the niggaz the shoulder Just f**ked this bitch on the sofa
Trife Da God had sex with someone on the sofa and does not want to interact with anyone who crosses his path

Twisted the chocha, me'll flip on the culture Had the bird niggaz shittin' in peels, clippin' your tail
Trife Da God brags about his sexual prowess and how he manipulates others, causing them to panic and run away

Let the four-five kiss ya, as I'm liftin' your bail Put a hundred wolves on you, have them pick up the trail
Trife Da God is threatening to use his gun and his network to take revenge on those who cross him

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
Trife Da God is content with his job of weighing bricks of drugs and spending time with his proteges while staying optimistic about his future

What you know about stepping out heavy, Just' jewels, no crew hurry My inside pants leg, I'm packing like two machetes
Ghostface Killah is describing his appearance, wearing lots of jewelry and carrying hidden weapons

One ratchet, two gloves and a mask Jumping out of green rover, niggaz ballin' me down
Ghostface Killah is describing his method of ambushing others by concealing his identity and using a stolen car

That's when I reached over, figured they ain't go no matters Young boys round here, they don't know my status
Ghostface Killah takes advantage of others' ignorance, knowing that they do not know his reputation

And niggaz looking for a full time jack move But they don't know, that these blades here, crack dudes
Ghostface Killah warns others who try to take advantage of him and reveals that he is willing to fight using knives

Give it to 'em quick, something like fast food Take a nigga gun, like 'you gonna blast who?'
Ghostface Killah is boasting about his speed and how he disarms his opponents before they can do any harm

Cinderella girl frontin' in them glass shoes Homo thug bitch ass nigga, I'll smash you
Ghostface Killah is calling out those who pretend to be someone they are not or try to act tough, threatening to hurt them

You mad, cause you rockin' the shit bag Smellin' like piss, when it popped your click ran
Ghostface Killah is mocking someone who smells bad and behaves in a cowardly manner when confronted

You f**king with powerful niggaz, devour your business It ain't gravy, you pussy niggaz, you the Avon lady, f**k you
Ghostface Killah warns others not to mess with him and his associates as they will defeat them and mocks them by calling them a cosmetic salesperson

Niggaz better stay in they place Cuz when I stash the plastic mask on, leave a hole in your face
Sun God is threatening those who dare to challenge him and warns them of what will happen if they do

Who this young dude holding the weight Got every drug from dope to bud, even small package your face
Sun God is introducing himself as the individual with a lot of drugs and can even provide small quantities on request

Niggaz bam, look God in the face, can't look in my eyes I tell you why, cause this thing on my waist
Sun God is so intimidating that people do not dare to look directly at him and he reveals that he carries a weapon on his person

Bread and butter, got it all for sale, and I'm duckin' the cops On every block, I ain't going to jail
Sun God is confident about his drug business and is constantly on the lookout for police intervention

I ain't the type that'll rot in the cell Never talk or fist fight, with drama, I'll be popping these shells
Sun God is stating that he is not the one who will remain in jail and will rather resort to violence if he needs to protect himself

Hit your chest and your flesh get, hotter than hell Them hollow tips make it hard to inhale, you not worthy
Sun God brags about how his gunshots make the flesh of his targets extremely hot and that his bullets make it hard to breathe

Vest and a white tees, and throwback jerseys Julius Irvings, black suburban
Sun God is describing his clothing styles and the car he drives

Twisted off one-five-one, my whips swerving Try'nna see that chips, full clips, no splurging
Sun God is drunk while driving and is focused on making more money and is willing to use his weapons to achieve it

(That's right, yeah, another Theodore production) Yeah, Anthony Acid on the beats, y'all
Ghostface Killah acknowledges that this song was produced by his label Theodore and credits Anthony Acid for the music production

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...
Ghostface Killah greets the DJ and reminds everyone that Staten Island is present and urges them to be more confident and brave