they judge you by your money or the color of your skin they read you by the cover don t take time to read within they judge you without jury and you struggle to believe no one could hear your story even justice had to leave all i know man is made of flesh bone man is made of flesh bone man is made of flesh bone they build the walls around you and they tell you you don t fit and still you think you know me you don t know the half of it i m a beggar you re a savior i m your devil you re a thief i ll be here until you realize i m you and you are me all that i know man is made of flesh and bone man is made of flesh and bone man is made of flesh and bone all that i know man is made of flesh and bone man is made of flesh and bone man is made of flesh and bone do the cuts bleed any different on a pauper or a king when it comes down to dying the crown don t mean a thing no no no  all i know man is made of flesh and bone man is made of flesh and bone man is made of flesh and bone 