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 like out on the stage like I'm infamous Sound of a thousand kids screaming all it you no my name? Or even know my songs (What!!) Adlibs They even no the lyrics to chant and along (uh huh) It's eh yo, He got that style I'm yeah yall, it's going down Emceeing freedom I'm seeing Kid's freaking the of reaping 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 bringing you Manafest style live at the rodeo, radio, video, stereo here we go
I've traveled all the globe What's ye nose Rip the shows if it's or snows it to the rich feed it to the poor and you know Its Kodak up live in stereo
Rodeo, Radio, Video,
II Stage dive off a lyrical without the red eyes Spiritual miracle through the man I Serve with the most respect, I boast to get 6 zero check's survival of the diss ye, people like ye Battle freestyle you. Who's wiser? You a Hope ye have lyrical chops top notch Before you get sling off the mic and cut It's a cold pick up ye flow man You have skills plus an ill business plan Get thick skin or a lot of weight This is hip hop/ roll rodeo let's go!!!!
III Big crowds to crowds, any crowd We go to town, bust many styles People smiling all the island Kick till yall buck wilding My jeans is still sagging my face soaked Before the I'm in the bathroom resting My own private I peep a magazine Think how I'm a emcee for his majesty I a freak yall take ye so high I want freedom in ye life at all We gonna from now and forever Are yall (YEAH) well than bring it