Lyrics:
Rich Man

was a black man a white man and a chinnese man The black man of coarse he was po (yeah) THe white man. He was rich (uh ha) And the chinnese man, he

motherfucker, young man I bet you yo lil' ass ain't even got a gun man You in the game now you know what you done, done man Yeah, bruh but I gotta feed my son man

Well, she's been there right beside me Through the ups and downs and all the in betweens No, I couldn't live without her But I've never let her see that

can tell there's somethin' that you're wantin' to say And I'm so afraid of where this is goin' I know life ain't easy when you're livin' with a man like

don't shed a tear Cause they're selling make believe And we don't buy that here Cause in the real world they're shutting Detroit down While the boss man

the son of a preacher man, oh yeah I'm just the son, I'm just the son Hey, I'm the son of a preacher man Hey, of a preacher man

Mama said, "Stay away from the train yard children Don't be playin' on in the tracks Those old big devils can sneak up on ya And run you down just like

rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man too Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man too Baby you're a rich

other woman that warm My good loving woman understands There's no way of losing a satisfied man My good loving woman understands There's no way of losing a satisfied man