Intro:



Next Shit. We Know It. Man. Man. Right. DJ EQ. 2000. 2000. EQ




Verse 1:



Who Rocks Who Rocks Unorthodox



Methods To Wreck It So Expect Shit To Get Hectic



>From My Direct Hit



The Fly Hits Bullseye Respect It



I Don't Do Cheap Tricks To Get Chicks



I Just Stand By My Word (word) Full Attention



And Still Get Attention



And Still It Should Be Noted



They All Folded From Me And Potent Quote Yeah




We Rock Words Unorthodox Awkward




Hey You Gotta Get It Together Or Leave It Alone



You Gotta Lead The Way Or Be The Clone



Stand There Before The World Holdin' Microphones



You Gotta Freak What Ya Feel Cause To Each Is Own



Don't Like What I Kick You Can't See My Zone



I'm From Deeper Galaxies Than Regions Unknown



And My Legion Is Grown In Amazin' Ways



Preparing For These Crazy Days Hey




Hook:



"What An Expression You Are Manifested"



Manifested



Pharcyde Manifested




Verse 2:



My Brain's On Lock Like Two Hungry Pits In An Alley Fightin' Over T-bone



Shit Is Fowl Like Cheap Cologne



On Your Uncle's Sundays Shoes Straight From Penny's



Pob's Droppin' Math While We Sip On Henny



I Hate It When My Pockets On Skinny



But Shit Happens



If You Don't Stay On Top



Tryin' To Bubble Not Pop



Like Gats On New Years Down In South Central



You Must Of Spread Yourself To Make Life Instramental




Hook




Schmooche Cat:



Peepin' Through My Foresight



I Ain't Got My Forth Right



I Wake Up Everyday Behavin' To Display Men



Havin' To Be Trick And Cheat To Get On First Deadly Gamin' To Keep



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