Lyrics:
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
the change
And take the blame, erase the shame
Cause new millennium is knockin at your door
The New World Order's what they got in store
[Grand
is my ghetto symphony
Shout out to my fam and my homies, we making history
Never had a degree, but the streets made me a sicker breed
Every day
Manifest Lyrics
Intro
chhh
chhhhh ahhhhhhh
Mmmmm mmmm
Chorus
Them say that we never make it out in ah ghetto life is crazy man
So every time me
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
love and
I'll never trade thatso for the Bay
And Philly and all those areas and all those
Ghettos and townsi love y'all
Don't let this east coast west
Firing Squad nigga, Firing Squad
'First Family', top notch nigga, BD
I used to have so much confidence in myself
But now my game is changed and my
Got me sick of trying to be an upstanding citizen
Maybe if George Floyd was up standing but then again
Dirty little world inside that needs to come out
the world or around your way
We just tell a story, tell a story
This is starting to get old
Got me feelin' like a whales in fish bowl
When the city
the syringe still stuck in her arm
Dying a slow death, oh, she losing her dear mind
From the troubles of the world, feeling cursed by mankind
Uh, caught up
Just might save your life one day
But now that I’m older and the world is gettin’ colder
I just don’t know what to day
So until the day we make all
just as much as a life behind 1
As a child you see the world as being a
Playground going round kids in
the hood Everything is all good
It's understood
swear it's not me
I blame my father for running out when I was three
Born in the ghetto, I'm a product of society
I blame my eighth grade teacher for
good
We are the ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption of all you hold dear
In a world where nothing is as it appears
the world give no fucks and no reaction/
Why they think my mind is absent when they see me jumpin' back in/
This isn't back then, matter fact a different man
put dope on boats and planes and did deals with the enemy
That's us, some say in God we fuckin trust
The slavery's fuckin over but the world is
of punch crunch time,
Blowin' like landmines,
Brainless bodies droppin' in no particular order,
Prepare for slaughter ammunition is gettin' shorter,
of the ghetto feel they losing ground.
Vato's goin' loco because everyone's brought down.
This is a visit then we dead fade to dust strickin'.
I'm wearing my
Mayweather gold roses
And casket honored by Floyd
To help me deal with the McGregor's of the world
Was the richest
Now the beggars of the world
Even the ones
a war
Otherwise what's it all for
The worlds so tense it makes no sense
Coronavirus is the war
Racist factors race detractors
We need to unite for a cure
the frame
Coming through like a train
Looking to take over the world is my goal
With my unstoppable crew takin' all control
You can't get none of this
We're
got the 411 on the ghetto
Tune into channel zero
Tune into channel zero
Tune into channel zero
Everybody in the world
Everybody uptown
Everybody
[Intro: Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is recorded 9/11/2001
The day the World Trade Center blows up
Shit is real, son
Shit hit home, kid,
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