Grown Man Fall

Like an old school hustler, well I got to get my cut

I got razorblades and everything enough to shut you up

I been wandering through the desert, Lord I'm dying of thirst

It's been 40 days and 40 nights but you know I come in first

Time keeps marching on pretty soon we'll all be gone

Just like here today, it's gone away with that same old song

I got relations with the nations, but it just don't hold me down

Take a smile and turn a frown when I walk back into town

How you living, with your back up against the wall?

You got the sweet temptation, make a grown man fall