Intro: Yo mana you ready man, you're on in 5 minutes dude, get stuff get your DJ and go kill it
I I'm blow Step out on the like I'm infamous Sound of a thousand screaming all into it Like you no my name? Or even know my (What!!) Adlibs They even no the lyrics to chant and along (uh huh) like eh yo, He got that style I'm like yeah yall, it's going 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 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 under ye Rip the shows if sunny 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 high the red eyes Spiritual miracle through the man I Serve with the respect, I don't boast to get 6 check's survival of the fittest People diss ye, like ye freestyle you. Who's wiser? You a rhymer? Hope ye have lyrical chops top notch Before you get sling off the mic and cut It's a cold game up ye flow man You have skills plus an ill business plan Get thick skin or a lot of weight This is hip hop/ rock'n rodeo let's go!!!!
III Big crowds to crowds, any crowd We go town to town, many styles People smiling all across the Kick freestyle's yall buck wilding My jeans is still sagging my face soaked the show I'm in the bathroom resting My own private I peep a magazine about how I'm a emcee for his majesty I want a yall take ye so high I want freedom in ye life at all We gonna rock now and forever Are yall ready? (YEAH) well than it