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VERSE ONE - MANIK MC Day to day we still search for satisfaction Cupping the flame tryinga nurture the attraction Thats still remaining, we face the days when the weathers changing And when the flame stays burning down the matchstick I'm on the strip again, mumsy looking sick again Another late night channel pain through my bic again Nothing less than heart and soul that we're giving them The corporate interests are only focused on them dividends And not the bigger picture, we're tryna feed the art Came up on spoken word until i found them beats and bars Tryna leave the past, tryina, tryna leave the past Physicals might hurt but them words leave the deepest scars And thats life lessons, I be mic-checkin Head wetted eyes redded off the tai essence Singing melodies shouting Root 73 Devil on my back sipping yak tryina set him free We try and capture the moment before it fades away Step on stage make the crowd jump when i state my name I'm on my d.i.t.c until we raise the stakes On the mic singing sweet rhymes like amazing grace We're here to stake our claim feeling like its overdue Day to day stressing got us sipping on that overproof Whack mc's couldn't step in my place Been going hard at these bars steady repping my name Bang the gavel to the gravel til i'm resting my case The pen and the page igniting when the lemon gets blazed Finessing an eighths then move onto pastures new You're now tuned into the sounds of the hardest crew And nah we ain't tryina back down The streets are getting heavy young brains getting clapped out Opening bells are prefacing the smackdown This ships infested and we all know who let them rats out So don't try it, their bullshit we don't buy it Thats why the mandem billing their lines and stay supplying To be stacking ps, they keep the street cats flying Until they're 50,000 feet with their seats back flying Me and mines kept it really from the jump Theres no difference between the nine milli and the pump Cos its only only ending up in one way Kiddies seeing glamour in the weapons and the gunplay So can we change the tune and pray for peace From the blocks in south, to the estates in east From the west to the north where we slave for ps But still we're remaining blind when it's plain to see So can we change the tune and pray for peace From the blocks in south to the estates in east From the west to the north where we slave for ps But still we're remaining blind when it's plain to see