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 Step out on the stage 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) like 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 the seeds and I'm speaking And I like that, I'm a rap I won't come fake styling ye plastic gats If you didn't know I spit the Were bringing you style live at the rodeo, radio, video, stereo here we go
I've all over the globe What's ye nose Rip the shows if it's or snows Sell it to the feed it to the poor and you know Its moments up live in stereo
Rodeo, Radio, Video,
II Stage dive off a lyrical high without the red Spiritual miracle through the man I with the most respect, I don't boast to get 6 zero survival of the fittest diss ye, people like ye Battle freestyle you. wiser? You a rhymer? ye have your lyrical chops top notch Before you get shotted off the mic and cut a cold game pick up ye flow man You better have skills plus an ill business Get thick or gain a lot of weight This is hip hop/ roll rodeo let's go!!!!
III Big to small crowds, any crowd We go town to town, bust many People smiling all the island Kick till yall buck wilding My jeans is sagging my face soaked sweating Before the I'm in the bathroom resting My own private seat I peep a Think how I'm a emcee for his majesty I want a yall take ye so high I freedom in ye life at all times We rock from now and forever Are yall ready? (YEAH) well bring it