Intro: Yo mana you ready man, you’re on in 5 minutes dude, get your stuff get your DJ and go kill it

Verse I 
I’m like blow 
Step out on the stage like I’m infamous 
Sound of a thousand kids screaming all into it 
Like you no my name? Or even know my songs (What!!) Adlibs 
They even no the lyrics to chant and sing along (uh huh) 
It’s like eh yo, He got that style 
I’m like yeah yall, it’s going down 
Emceeing with freedom I’m seeing 
Kid’s freaking the feeling of reaping the seeds and I’m speaking 
And I like that, I’m a still rap 
I won’t come fake styling like ye plastic gats 
If you didn’t know I spit the syllables 
Were bringing you Manafest style live at the rodeo, radio, video, stereo here we go 

Hook: 
I’ve traveled all over the globe 
What’s under ye nose 
Rip the shows if it’s sunny or snows 
Sell it to the rich feed it to the poor and you know 
Its Kodak moments up live in stereo 

Rodeo, Radio, Video, Stereo 

Verse II 
Stage dive off a lyrical high without the red eyes 
Spiritual miracle signs through the man I 
Serve with the most respect, I don’t boast to get 
6 zero check’s survival of the fittest 
People diss ye, people like ye 
Battle freestyle you. Who’s wiser? You a rhymer? 
Hope ye have your lyrical chops top notch 
Before you get sling shotted off the mic and cut 
It’s a cold game pick up ye flow man 
You better have skills plus an ill business plan 
Get thick skin or gain a lot of weight 
This is hip hop/ rock’n roll rodeo let’s go!!!! 

Verse III 
Big crowds to small crowds, any crowd 
We go town to town, bust many styles 
People smiling all across the island 
Kick freestyle’s till yall buck wilding 
My jeans is still sagging my face soaked sweating 
Before the show I’m in the bathroom resting 
My own private seat I peep a magazine 
Think about how I’m a emcee for his majesty 
I want a freak yall take ye so high 
I want freedom in ye life at all times 
We gonna rock from now and forever 
Are yall ready? (YEAH) well than bring it