Intro: Yo you ready 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 like I'm Sound of a thousand kids all into it Like you no my name? Or know my songs (What!!) Adlibs even no the lyrics to chant and sing along (uh huh) It's like eh yo, He got style I'm like yall, it's going down Emceeing with 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 I spit the syllables Were bringing you Manafest live at the rodeo, radio, video, stereo here we go
I've traveled all over the What's ye nose Rip the shows if it's sunny or it to the rich feed it to the poor and you know Its Kodak moments up live in
Rodeo, Radio, Video,
II Stage off a lyrical high without the red eyes Spiritual miracle signs the man I Serve with the most respect, I boast to get 6 zero survival of the fittest People diss ye, people ye freestyle you. Who's wiser? You a rhymer? Hope ye have your lyrical chops top Before you get shotted off the mic and cut It's a cold pick up ye flow man You better have plus an ill business plan Get thick skin or gain a lot of is hip hop/ rock'n roll rodeo let's go!!!!
III Big to small crowds, any crowd We go town to town, bust styles People all across the island freestyle's till yall buck wilding My jeans is still sagging my face sweating Before the I'm in the bathroom resting My own private I peep a magazine Think about how I'm a for his majesty I want a freak take ye so high I freedom in ye life at all times We gonna rock from now and Are yall ready? (YEAH) than bring it