Manny Ramirez

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One, two, one, two, three, ten Quest for fire, I reappear like the Cheshire Making a bloody mess, flier by Buddy Esquire I never expire, never miss, never enough records I rush lectures, turning bookworms into ruffneckers Word, to rock hard on the mic, that is my culture Smashing every beat like a sculpture Calling me a vulture, you better come up with a contingency plan That's like calling Tim Dog an industry plant Non cyphеr, I'm a pit fight for heat sensitive [?] Tеdium fuels the social media burn pit Rockkickers to lock pickers to pot lickers The shop lifters who act in bad faith and mock scriptures History rewriters, street fighters and scam artists The anarchists, deep sea divers who slam hardest They have targets on their backs, the extremists Fiendish, the freakish ones making them squeamish Clean dish, clean backyard and clear heads It's uncanny, I'm the hip hop Manny Ramirez Manly with deer heads and jazz for the artsy crowd Hardy clown tried to kick it and missed, Charlie Brown I got the pedigree, off in a machete spree Make money money, take money money Steady B Incredibly for all those begging for reel I'm taking the wheel, turning heads like Regan MacNeil, out Super dope, super dope, dope, dope Don't stop frontin', don't stop frontin' If y'all want 'em to finish this, say finish it (finish it!) I think we gotta finish it Alright, alright, go ahead
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Credits
- Writers
- Buck 65