Papa
You think you've become such a man
But you don't impress me
You tell me stories from the can
But you can't arrest me
You thought that I would be your fan
But you're just like the rest and
I'm all you hoped to be and way, way more!
So you're the man in here?
You say you're the man in here?
You don't look like a man to me
And here's some paternal advice for free, punk!
Don't try to dictate what I'm to do
Don't even think about it
Those who tried and survived are few
might think about it
I ain't got time for barbie dolls like you
just think about it
You are just a poser in some fancy clothes
So you're the man in here?
You say you're the man in here?
You don't look like a man to me
You in need of money, you run to daddy!
And I am the papa
I'm the father of you all
And I am the papa
I'm the father of you all
This is my place this is my home
I put my mark on it
So don't try to teach me my own song
Cause I'm the best at it
I've been running things for way too long
I was made for it
You push me round you go down, I'll put the weight of a planet on your shoulders
You're not a man to me
You'll never be a man to me
I know you wanna be
But you'll go from wannabe to has-been
And I am the papa
I'm the father of you all
And I am the papa
Don't fire me up cause you don't know what you're starting
And I am the papa
I'm the father of you all
And I am the papa
I'm your great great grand-mother-fucker
wow!
Oooh, I am the papa, oooh
Oooo, I am the papa!!