New Man Theme Lyrics - I Phantom - Mr. Lif

Now this is my escape from many things on many levels 

I couldn't settle the pedal these are words of a rebel 

Come and dance with the devil in the bloody meadow 

The ground is metal from the armor of a soldier's medal 

I used to revel in the ways that were before me 

Go to school get a job c'mon you know the usual story 

I was 18 and just about to hit the college scene 

On to Colgate, considered it prestigious and pristine 

What I mean I was told that in life there's a goal 

And this goal, those without it die unhappy and cold 

Another unwritten code, a savage story that's told 

By the media, the medium by which were controlled 

It doesn't benefit the spirit or the soul so when I enrolled I went bold 

Here's the list of things I wanted to know: MYSELF 

And a list yet the jest professors are pissed tally up the classes I missed 

But I did read books, opened up my mind, took a look within 

Noticed hip hop was oozing through my skin 

Cut my demo at the end of '94 

After hustling to get loot, troopin' far and sleepin' on floors 

Went to college as an athlete, was feedin' a fade 

And came home as a dread who used his pen as a blade 

Did I make the right decision; well my folks don't think so 

I let them down I'm in my room I'm locking my door 

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(Hook) 

New man 

I'm black, strong, intelligent man you ain't steering me wrong 

New man 

I got heart, skill; follow my collar drop knowledge and build 

New man 

They can't hold me back, they can't hold me back 

Photos 

My once beloved room became hell; burning flesh is the smell 

The temperature rose, my self esteem fell 

In the morning I would rise to get some cereal 

Then return to my torture quarters for my slaughtering burial 

Paralyzed by the tears from my fathers eyes 

Couldn't even raise my head to know the somber skies 

Mom and I would sit and chat about me getting "back on track" 

She'd leave, then I'd crawl into my lack of confidence trap 

What a vicious format 

The system sets parameters for livin' 

By using tunnel vision funneled to the money system 

Ads are dads, sitcoms are moms 

Dollars are our legs and arms, and our heart is a bomb 

Detonate if you hesitate to slave or matriculate 

You'd better participate, survivals your interest rate 

Financin' is Manson, hopes are held for ransom 

Powers dance and sorrows the anthem 

Well, let's return to this point in time where I'm 

Standing next to my ex job's "Help wanted" sign, you'll find 

My mind overflowin' with adrenalin and energy 

I infuriated my enemy with my integrity 

Essentially, if you want to work there, don't mention me 

They'll cut in half your pay and punch your face as a penalty 

I'm self empowered hit the showers, I'm on the road 

I'm goin' to the club, I'm out my crib, I'm lockin' my door 

(Hook)