Verse One- Manchild
A king with a full house leaving new jacks on 4th street/
Fork meets, lanes merge, we all swerve together/
Blur the class division prison that we live in everyday/
Give the children something different cuz they listen when we pray/
And they see the contradiction, what we do and what we say/
It was written in traditin that the Risen paved the way/
Vision grips the dusty path and inhibitions fade away/
We hit the bricks and war attrition, change the world from where we
stay/
Hum the tune of records playing through the windows of our speech/
Of conversations that we tune out when we're just too tired to speak/
And it's too hard to reach the top from back-floor positioning/
Gave a bum on the corner the quarter that i was wishing with/
Not sure what the mission is, the lights are barely flickering/
Don't ask me how i feel, cuz it's none of your blessed business/
We're part of a nation rhythmless that beats the hearts of immigrants/
Corrupt as this system is, we hold on til the bitter end/
Condition minute men to eat their words, conceal the evidence/
Convinced it's for the betterment of every friend (so let's begin)/
The silent speech is eloquent, as profound as it's ever been/
So why's he still feel like he might never win? (the treasure's his)/
Profiled as a terrorist is he disagrees with these method men/
As he speaks with the very lips that death has kissed.
hey bro. also, as far as how you list me, it's:
manCHILD from Mars ILL-- Atlanta
thanks. get at me whenever.
Hook :
If you feelin' it, scream when you see us rock a show
You a hip hop fiend? Get loud make it known
Don't front. Give it up.
Show love, get buck, or we'll turn it up a notch
And you don't want that
Just Scream…(x2)
Verse two- Playdough
This is for the underdeveloped I envelop the beat breaks
till I'm swimming in keepsakes that's worth more pape
than Donald trump could scrape together on his best day
rocking the
