Intro: Yo mana you man, you're on in 5 minutes dude, get your stuff get your DJ and go kill it
I I'm blow out on the stage like I'm infamous Sound of a thousand kids screaming all it Like you no my Or even know my songs (What!!) Adlibs They even no the to chant and sing along (uh huh) It's eh yo, He got that style I'm like yall, it's going down Emceeing freedom I'm seeing Kid's freaking the feeling of reaping the seeds and I'm And I that, I'm a still rap I won't come styling like ye plastic gats If you didn't I spit the syllables Were bringing you Manafest style live at the rodeo, radio, video, here we go
I've traveled all the globe What's under ye Rip the shows if sunny or snows Sell it to the rich feed it to the and you know Its Kodak moments up in stereo
Rodeo, Radio, Video,
II Stage dive off a lyrical high without the red Spiritual signs through the man I Serve with the respect, I don't boast to get 6 zero check's survival of the People diss ye, people ye Battle you. Who's wiser? You a rhymer? Hope ye have your lyrical top notch Before you get shotted off the mic and cut It's a game pick up ye flow man You better skills plus an ill business plan Get thick or gain a lot of weight This is hip hop/ roll rodeo let's go!!!!
III Big crowds to small crowds, any We go town to town, bust many People all across the island Kick freestyle's till buck wilding My jeans is still sagging my face sweating Before the I'm in the bathroom resting My own private seat I peep a about how I'm a emcee for his majesty I want a yall take ye so high I want freedom in ye at all times We gonna from now and forever Are yall ready? (YEAH) well bring it