Text: Biohazard. Urban Discipline. Man With A Promise.

A man with a promise smashes down my door
He sees a future with me, he's gonna give me more
Give all your trust, I'm sure you won't regret
Just sign the dotted line, and I'll do so the rest

He says I can't make it alone, not without him
But I've always been on my own, he doesn't know who I am
And now I'm starting to see just what you are to me
A parasitic leech of my life

You feed off the art that I bleed
You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me

A man broke his promise and he wants reparations
He sold me up the river, caused me grief and frustration
I gave him all my trust and got stabbed in the back
A lucky motherfucker that he hasn't yet been whacked

You ain't no fuckin' artist, spend your life exploiting others
Try all you want, you can't break me or my brothers
A business man vulture, no honor, no class
Take your money and your lawyers and shove 'em up your ass

You feed off the art that I bleed
Numbers to you is just pain to me

Now the tables are turned
Can't you see motherfucker that you've been burned
You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me
You ain't shit to me, no

You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me

Now the tables are turned
Can't you see motherfucker that you've been burned
You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me
You ain't shit to me

You feed off the art that I bleed
Numbers to you is just pain to me

Now the tables are turned
Can't you see motherfucker that you've been burned
You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me
You ain't shit to me

You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me