[Intro: Rodriguez sample]
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."

[Verse 1: Large Professor]
Through mountain high, and valley low –
Large be the player that's most valuable
Took a good minute, but, g'yeah – now you know
Professional Pro – gettin’ out-of-state dough
Not a fantasy feeling, it’s time to reveal it
I’m ready and set to shut it down and seal it
Rap fantastic, lyrical giant
Concrete street trooper, with a made-up mind on the interest
Paid the price, dawg, with interest
Now everyday, on the mic, off the hinges
No burden, can’t receive a closed curtain
Nah – how can one man be so certain?
'Cause I–run them streets, like hundreds of felons
You was knocked out sleep, gettin’ under the covers
I be choppin’ mad beats, loops are rougher
Moms said "One day, you’ll soon discover" –
[Hook: Rodriguez sample]
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."

[Verse 2: Large Professor]
Large, kid, devastating, live, humungous
From the OGs, on down to the youngest
Street corner soldier, I rocked and rolled ya
Went from 3-T to a lot of exposure
In split seconds, I spit thousands of rhymes
And swing off the vines with a style that shines
Like magic, superior with the mic gadget
And I'ma stay cuttin’ and choppin’, like a hatchet
If you didn’t catch it, here go the third go 'round
And the sayin' is “P’ll make the world go round”
Used to pick n***as up, to get to work uptown
Got drunk, and the crib almost burnt down
One day – now I’m standing in God sun ray
And I always new I’d be Large some day
Stayed patient, and now, in the palm of my hand
Is the Earth, and everybody saying –
[Hook: Rodriguez sample]
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."

[Verse 3: Large Professor]
Like Nas, go against all odds
Bust out the box, like them kids on 'Oz'
Makin’ fat beats and spittin' some gold bars
I stay generating that heat, with no probs
Bronx, Brook', Queens, Manhattan – no Large
The cavalry, waiting for me to yell "Charge"
Went from lieutenant, moved up to sarge
1988 in the Uptown Garage
Think back, move forward, everything’s in orbit
Around the profound street king, absorb it
Like Bounty, on each township and county
Paul doin’ his thing, brothers – you can't down me
I'm at the other end of the board, so you can crown me
Now newspaper reporters wanna hound me
To find out the plan from Utah to Japan
Everybody all across the land –
[Hook: Rodriguez sample]
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."
"You’re the man..."