Manifesto, this is we want to see happen For my peoples still breakin' graf and rappin' I rock the mic right and exact, my life's my Take my mic and I'm like a Chinese man no rice
Oh yeah, we flippin' through the pages of to find design Like Vaseline on the of Black Georgia We shinin' deeper than jelly We in the air like on celly And just like stretch marks on bellies
After givin' you had to let go, you playin' for life The Manifesto, here comes the Because I said so keep
I got the cushion for the seat of soul Back in the day they our smile So we clothe our in gold
And we frontin', nigga to kid, to Son of God wild dependin' on labels for man, woman and child My style just is all that's seen and all heard God gave us so we play with our words
So Tek be in constant meditation like a monk While Kweli speaks in to get your intellect drunk Yo, we bound to take over the 90% of your brain that you ain't To us it's life or death, we you chosin'
Every shook eye ain't seen, every goodbye gone Ain't no rest for the weary yo, forever on The Manifesto, establishes a hip-hop Movin' the face of the water like reflections
Aiyo all the real MC's can meet me So we can decide how we change the tide the moon we on the earth takin' a ride around the sun Now son, we only just and the journey's far from done
We all miss you, what your brain fishin' like Walter Mosley? There's an MC that can me, supposedly? No one could come close to me, only the family really me Hip-hop's last like Obi Wan Kenobi
Through your television I'm light like a train out like earthworms when it rains Bringin' it like the C.I.A. be bringin' in bailin' out of planes
With the George connections, I push reflection Like I'm sellin' izm like a dealer buildin' the Supply and the demand all capitalism
don't sell crack 'cause they like to see blacks smoke Niggaz crack 'cause they broke My battle lyrics get conscious provoked And passes revoked
'Cause we surrounded by the You know that the people's minds is They in it Even if it don't make sense, this dollars shit,
Don't take a scholar to see what's on around you you widdit or you ain't is what it comes down to Have you forgotten we pickin' 100% designer name Cotton They still plottin', my third eye is watchin'
Every shook eye ain't seen, every ain't gone Ain't no rest for the weary yo it's on The Manifesto, establishes a hip-hop Movin' upon the face of the water reflections
Yeah, see what I'm talkin' about, it be the slaughter, man We need to it down because these heads They don't know what they about Frontin' all this nonsense, yo, break it
From open mics to solutions, I got a of answers And a ten point program just like the Black One, first yourself as an artist If you don't respect yourself then rhymes is garbage
Two, make your crew is as tight as you 'Cause when them fallin' off, they gonna bring you down too Three, the meanin' of MC The power to Move the like Moses split the seas
Four, know shit and don't ever be blunted If you don't know what your words mean then rhymes mean nothin' Five, kick facts in the raps and with clarity What's a curse when is immersed in vulgarity
Six, we gonna fix politricks Shit, they an art form out of ridin' dicks Seven, we soldiers for God needin' new So if you rhymin' for the then you's a prostitute
But eight, acknowledge that you need food on plate In order to say your grace make sure your is straight Nine, we buildin' minds with intelligence And when you freestyle, keep the subject matter
Ten, every MC a pen And write some lyrics to tell the children I'll say it again, every MC you a pen And some conscious shit for our children
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