Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Manafesto, artist - Manafest. Album song My Own Thing, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.09.2003
Record label: Manafest
Song language: English
Manafesto |
Yeah huh what |
Alright cool |
Yeah huh what alright yeah what what, uh uh |
M.A.N.A FESTO, exposing light, and take aim what yeah |
Another cold night 360 flip swiftly down six hit me, is she busy? |
I??? |
ll call her after Pass a Snapple, and a camera angle, |
Ledge vandal can??? |
t break my ankles |
I??? |
m on point, but we??? |
re running cops are fronting, |
Wanna stop something you loving, |
I??? |
ll pray about it Ill maneuvers over sewers with back packs, |
And curved hat attachments freestyle my stats no accidents, |
Imagine that no security no Cops! |
Visualize ill??? |
s ciphers every corner block. |
I never sold rock or bust glock |
My walk talks it??? |
s own, I like to lick tones in your head phones |
So what??? |
s the purpose to live life to the fullest |
I serve Christ so I don??? |
t watch for bullets, Just live how |
I wanna respect heaven spit lava, |
Street philosopher raised up in Canada |
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light, and take aim what come on |
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light, and take aim what come on Exposing Light manafesto down town in the metro |
Fill my car up with petro, |
I best go, I??? |
m already late, |
They call me speedy so I??? |
m easy on the breaks |
What??? |
s up yo, cool man chilling, |
I??? |
m dealing with this girl, yo man she??? |
s Illing |
I learned to separate the girl from the rhyme, |
And skate sometimes my mind escapes lock it down to meditate |
Concentration it??? |
s a full occupation thought invasion, |
It??? |
s like my God verses Satan |
Excuse me why I??? |
m doing this |
To influence kid??? |
s students of all ages all races |
Give this rap scene a face lift dive inside my minds matrix |
New school Christ Patriot |
What I stand for the one they hold the banner for |
I came with a board sword plus a stack of metaphors. |
Hun yeah what alright cool cool, what yeah huh alright |
This world almost had me kidnapped me back |
Slapped me in the back seat choked me till I can??? |
t speak, |
I get up, and pull my head up develop my style I never swell up from the neck |
up I rock, |
Heavy metal to street styles in ghettos my dress code apparel is big on paths |
narrow, |
Barely made it out, my mentals a cracked house, I find myself passing out |
asking God for help. |