미국 또는 한국 땅 | |
어디서 랩 하던 다 | |
개나 소나 똑같지 | |
모 영어 또는 한국 말 | |
My brotha Manifest My homie MYK | |
어느덧 우리도 서른 넘어 | |
눈 깜박할 새 | |
누구는 한 아이의 아버지 | |
한 여자의 남편이 | |
진짜 어른이 되었어 축하해 | |
그래도 변함없어 | |
드럼과 베이스 라인에 | |
우리의 추억과 | |
생각을 섞어내 뱉을 때 | |
Hey mani remember back in | |
암사 암사합니다 | |
that 정도 u know | |
guys 압구에서 | |
맥주 한잔에 freestyle | |
미안 난 술 끊었어 | |
담번에 난 안주만 홍대에서 | |
we used to rock with this show | |
remember that party | |
night with NoName and JL | |
영어 또는 한국 말 | |
뭘로 랩하던 뭔 상관 | |
Letz just keep doing it | |
no matter where we at | |
추억이 되버렸지 | |
rap으로 뭉쳤었지 | |
이젠 비록 쉽게 볼 수는 없지만 | |
No matter where we at | |
No matter where we at | |
We'r gonna keep doing it | |
Manifest and MYK | |
여전히 같은 곡에 Rap | |
Seoul City I'm missing | |
you it's borderline medicinal | |
spittin and makin additional | |
revenue isn't so | |
difficult but more like | |
shotgunning a coors light | |
in this case a Hite | |
climbing higher height | |
aight y'all it's common | |
news bombing you | |
with JL carving you | |
then later eating | |
barbecue with Rp Q | |
what up M Y the rapper | |
the singer to now | |
a father y'all | |
still makin that fire | |
like a molotov | |
call me nostalgic | |
but how could i forget ya | |
roll wit us to 홍대 | |
and try the trifecta | |
brand nu to naked | |
and afterwards the 차돌배기 | |
mmm 난 왜 갑자기 | |
rap 하다가 다른 얘기 | |
nevermind back to the story | |
when i'm done with an album | |
back to rapping and touring | |
so let me just thank | |
God for hip hop and | |
thanks to all the fans | |
still i got so many plans u | |
better catch me if u can Mani | |
추억이 되버렸지 | |
rap으로 뭉쳤었지 | |
이젠 비록 쉽게 볼 수는 없지만 | |
No matter where we at | |
No matter where we at | |
We'r gonna keep doing it | |
Manifest and MYK | |
여전히 같은 곡에 Rap | |
it aint hard to tell | |
we go hard so well | |
no matter how | |
far away we dwell | |
From cali to va | |
back to the motherland | |
a brothers' band | |
stays tight as hell | |
might as well get in to it | |
you already know fam | |
it's obvious to them | |
we stay ready | |
the flow can | |
bring itself to life write | |
this verse with no hands | |
brain stormn' is constant | |
moving with the hands of time | |
close my eyes and | |
blink 'sixteen to life | |
ink sifting the light blood flow | |
spit insight we live it | |
give it oxygen | |
so the flow can breath | |
a modern man's ideas | |
turned to poetry | |
manifest understand | |
the bless | |
my brother | |
from another mother | |
man our plans were destined | |
with that art that's | |
true like Rp Q | |
we stay shine'n rhyme'n | |
one time for ya mind |
My brotha Manifest My homie MYK | |
Hey mani remember back in | |
that u know | |
guys | |
freestyle | |
we used to rock with this show | |
remember that party | |
night with NoName and JL | |
Letz just keep doing it | |
no matter where we at | |
rap | |
No matter where we at | |
No matter where we at | |
We' r gonna keep doing it | |
Manifest and MYK | |
Rap | |
Seoul City I' m missing | |
you it' s borderline medicinal | |
spittin and makin additional | |
revenue isn' t so | |
difficult but more like | |
shotgunning a coors light | |
in this case a Hite | |
climbing higher height | |
aight y' all it' s common | |
news bombing you | |
with JL carving you | |
then later eating | |
barbecue with Rp Q | |
what up M Y the rapper | |
the singer to now | |
a father y' all | |
still makin that fire | |
like a molotov | |
call me nostalgic | |
but how could i forget ya | |
roll wit us to | |
and try the trifecta | |
brand nu to naked | |
and afterwards the | |
mmm | |
rap | |
nevermind back to the story | |
when i' m done with an album | |
back to rapping and touring | |
so let me just thank | |
God for hip hop and | |
thanks to all the fans | |
still i got so many plans u | |
better catch me if u can Mani | |
rap | |
No matter where we at | |
No matter where we at | |
We' r gonna keep doing it | |
Manifest and MYK | |
Rap | |
it aint hard to tell | |
we go hard so well | |
no matter how | |
far away we dwell | |
From cali to va | |
back to the motherland | |
a brothers' band | |
stays tight as hell | |
might as well get in to it | |
you already know fam | |
it' s obvious to them | |
we stay ready | |
the flow can | |
bring itself to life write | |
this verse with no hands | |
brain stormn' is constant | |
moving with the hands of time | |
close my eyes and | |
blink ' sixteen to life | |
ink sifting the light blood flow | |
spit insight we live it | |
give it oxygen | |
so the flow can breath | |
a modern man' s ideas | |
turned to poetry | |
manifest understand | |
the bless | |
my brother | |
from another mother | |
man our plans were destined | |
with that art that' s | |
true like Rp Q | |
we stay shine' n rhyme' n | |
one time for ya mind |
My brotha Manifest My homie MYK | |
Hey mani remember back in | |
that u know | |
guys | |
freestyle | |
we used to rock with this show | |
remember that party | |
night with NoName and JL | |
Letz just keep doing it | |
no matter where we at | |
rap | |
No matter where we at | |
No matter where we at | |
We' r gonna keep doing it | |
Manifest and MYK | |
Rap | |
Seoul City I' m missing | |
you it' s borderline medicinal | |
spittin and makin additional | |
revenue isn' t so | |
difficult but more like | |
shotgunning a coors light | |
in this case a Hite | |
climbing higher height | |
aight y' all it' s common | |
news bombing you | |
with JL carving you | |
then later eating | |
barbecue with Rp Q | |
what up M Y the rapper | |
the singer to now | |
a father y' all | |
still makin that fire | |
like a molotov | |
call me nostalgic | |
but how could i forget ya | |
roll wit us to | |
and try the trifecta | |
brand nu to naked | |
and afterwards the | |
mmm | |
rap | |
nevermind back to the story | |
when i' m done with an album | |
back to rapping and touring | |
so let me just thank | |
God for hip hop and | |
thanks to all the fans | |
still i got so many plans u | |
better catch me if u can Mani | |
rap | |
No matter where we at | |
No matter where we at | |
We' r gonna keep doing it | |
Manifest and MYK | |
Rap | |
it aint hard to tell | |
we go hard so well | |
no matter how | |
far away we dwell | |
From cali to va | |
back to the motherland | |
a brothers' band | |
stays tight as hell | |
might as well get in to it | |
you already know fam | |
it' s obvious to them | |
we stay ready | |
the flow can | |
bring itself to life write | |
this verse with no hands | |
brain stormn' is constant | |
moving with the hands of time | |
close my eyes and | |
blink ' sixteen to life | |
ink sifting the light blood flow | |
spit insight we live it | |
give it oxygen | |
so the flow can breath | |
a modern man' s ideas | |
turned to poetry | |
manifest understand | |
the bless | |
my brother | |
from another mother | |
man our plans were destined | |
with that art that' s | |
true like Rp Q | |
we stay shine' n rhyme' n | |
one time for ya mind |