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 like I'm of a thousand kids screaming all into it Like you no my name? Or even my songs (What!!) Adlibs They no the lyrics to chant and sing along (uh huh) like eh yo, He got that style I'm like yeah yall, it's going Emceeing with freedom I'm Kid's freaking the of reaping the seeds and I'm speaking And I that, I'm a still rap I won't fake styling like ye plastic gats If you didn't know I spit the Were bringing you Manafest style live at the rodeo, radio, video, stereo we go
I've all over the globe under ye nose Rip the shows if it's 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 lyrical high the red eyes Spiritual miracle through the man I Serve with the most respect, I don't to get 6 zero check's of the fittest People diss ye, people ye Battle you. Who's wiser? You a rhymer? Hope ye have lyrical chops top notch you get sling shotted off the mic and cut It's a game pick up ye flow man You better have skills an ill business plan Get skin or gain a lot of weight This is hip rock'n roll rodeo let's go!!!!
III Big to small crowds, any crowd We go town to town, bust many smiling all across the island Kick freestyle's yall buck wilding My jeans is still sagging my soaked sweating the show I'm in the bathroom resting My own private seat I a magazine Think about how I'm a emcee for his I want a yall take ye so high I want in ye life at all times We rock from now and forever Are yall ready? (YEAH) well bring it