Intro: Yo mana you ready man, you're on in 5 dude, get your stuff get your DJ and go kill it
I I'm blow Step out on the like I'm infamous Sound of a kids screaming all into it Like you no my name? Or know my songs (What!!) Adlibs They even no the to chant and sing along (uh huh) like eh yo, He got that style I'm like yeah yall, it's down with freedom I'm seeing Kid's freaking the feeling of reaping the and I'm speaking And I that, I'm a still rap I won't come fake styling like ye plastic 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 over the under ye nose Rip the if it's sunny or snows Sell it to the rich feed it to the poor and you Its moments up live in stereo
Rodeo, Radio, Video,
II Stage dive off a high without the red eyes miracle signs through the man I Serve with the respect, I don't boast to get 6 zero survival of the fittest People diss ye, like ye Battle you. Who's wiser? You a rhymer? Hope ye have your lyrical chops top you get sling shotted off the mic and cut It's a cold game up ye flow man You better have plus an ill business plan Get thick skin or gain a lot of This is hip hop/ rock'n roll rodeo go!!!!
III Big to small crowds, any crowd We go town to town, many styles People all across the island Kick freestyle's till yall buck My is still sagging my face soaked sweating Before the show I'm in the bathroom My own seat I peep a magazine about how I'm a emcee for his majesty I want a freak yall ye so high I want freedom in ye life at all We rock from now and forever Are yall ready? (YEAH) well bring it