Manifesto this is what we want to see happen

for my peoples still breakin graf writin and rappin

I rock the mic right and exact my life's my sacrifice

Take my mic and I'm like a Chinese man with no rice

Oh yeah we flippin through the pages of time to find design

Like Vaseline on the faces of Black Georgia we shinin

Deeper than petroleum jelly we in the air like conversations

on celly and just appear like stretch marks on bellies

after givin birth you had to let go, you playin for life

The Manifesto, here comes the beat because I said so keep pushin

I got the cushion for the seat of your soul

Back in the day they stole our smile, so we clothe our teeth in gold

and we frontin, from nigga to kid, to Son of God

It's wild dependin on labels for man woman and child

My style just is, all that's seen and all that's heard

God gave us music so we play with our words

So when Tek be in constant meditation like a monk

while Kweli speaks in tongues to get your intellect drunk

yo we bound to take over the 90% of your brain that you ain't usin

To us it's life or death we keep you chosin

Every shook eye ain't seen, every goodbye ain't gone

Ain't no rest for the weary yo forever it's on

The Manifesto, establishes a hip-hop order

Movin upon the face of the water, like Reflections

Aiyyo all the real MC's can meet me outside

So we can decide how we gonna change the tide

like the moon we on the Earth takin a ride around the Sun

Now Son we only just begun, and the journey's far from done

We all miss you, what your brain gone fishin like Walter Mosley?

There's an MC that can hold me, supposedly?

No one could come close to me, only, the family really know me

Hip-Hop's last hope like