All this Manic shit, all this Manic shit
All this, all this Manic shit, all this Manic shit, all this Manic shit,
Keeping me away from these mannequins but,
Goddamn, get it on will ya?
(Whoah)
When I blow up, now, everybody so unusual with it,
Shit,
But, said times, in these rhymes, cause these memories,
We running through New York so you never leave,
Strap my lungs, and we puffing through it, act right,
We giving them some stories, they come back like,
Manic this, manic that, why you crawling to me?
The hell we gonna talk about? I wanted to breathe,
But let me breathe, I don't know every second,
I don't know what the fuck we are doing, needa stop stressing,
But
Give a shit, I won't, when I gun it up,
Feelings tough, when I play with fire, I don't give it up,
Manic, why you really tryna get away?
But I never cared at all what you had to say,
Raw dog on the regular, I get you off,
I always gotta laugh, when you spend my dough,
I'm subliminal, shit that we really think about it,
I'm always tryna be the best but its filled with doubt,
But
I'm overzealous when I talk that Manic shit,
Overtalk that Manic shit,
Never jealous, man talk that Manic shit,
Talk that Manic shit, ignore these mannequins
I don't ever give a fuck about it,
Sing a song, you lost it, the bucket is always crowded,
But Ima motherfucken legend, you don't get it though do ya?
Shit we gotta just cry now at the funeral,
But
Sorry guy, summer dies, sometime though,
Really gotta flaunt with the benzo,
Fend alone, always feel that pain,
Never wanna sin again, back to what we living in,
Yeah I'm illiterate though,
Always live it, how I spit it, and I diss on the low,
But,
That's what i wanna get,
Never pray to god but he represents,
But,
What if I don't, what if I choke,
What if I blow, what if I show nothing else? whoah,
Remorse for this kid,
Recourse for this bitch,
Man Ima bring it all in,
But I,
Never gave a fuck about you I tell you,
Everything you wanna talk about, just check on my schedule,
Part of the world living the Manic shit,
Part of, part of the world living the Manic shit,
People really gon' run from it,
Understand all my risks fucking with mannequins,
But
Nobody gon' get it on, screw ya
(Whoah)
Let me sit back, let me go down to the sewer with it,
Shit,
Sing it,
Fuck all the days man, fuck all the days,
shit we wanna pop, in legitimate ways,
But you,
Living your life when they doubt you,
I'm never gonna understand, blind when I spite you,
But
We fighting all the time,
Writing all the time,
Bumping all the lines,
While we getting dimes,
(dime, dime dime)
And I fuck around a little bit,
I mean, cause we definitely getting rich,
Butm
Let me feel that rigorous,
Let me hit that killer shit,
Hit the weed, and the blunts sometimes,
You never gonna bully, what you getting me for lunch time,
Gimme the rhymes, gimme the bars mane,
Gimme the sawed off in no land,
Man i just wanna fly away,
But,
All this Manic shit, all this Manic shit,
All this Manic shit,
All this Manic shit, all this Manic shit,
It's keeping me away from these mannequins