We Back (Explicit) - Buddha Monk
Yo it's note and I'm back boy
Yo it's note and I'm back f**king with fat boy
Back still against the wall stuck in a trap
This is a hustler speaking don't confuse it with rap
I'm abusing the chalk the chalk is ya outline in fact
Click where you at getting high off ya own supply
I supply you with the goods to get high
It's understood what I write is crafty
Ya still acting tough but ya acting sucks
Daddy's back I need new shoes on the truck
I'm on a mission yeah call me Seymour bucks
Cause I'm a rock it til my pockets seem scuffed enough
I'm still dragon still on the ave and blasting
At lames and taking names the battle is my passion
In the club smashing mics and windpipes
What you asking for Manchu get you hype for sure
No question my verbal combustion make me hotter than an oven
More of what ya loving what ya missing is dragon fist
The biz is back with more chronic and more cognac
Cause this is how we gets down ni**a  Duck-Lo
Get at an mc eenie meanie minee moe
More fast or slow I'm a PRO
Don t believe me you can ask ya girl yo
He's like H20 keep it on a low
Spit at an MC sitting biting on my flow
See that's an anal member that fore you go
Thinking of gracing up a pen and pad tighten up ya flow
So pure hip hop Manchu got ya slot
Act like this is a religion make salat
Call you dum dum one bullet fit in his gun
Every time he hear faces of fear just run
Aiyo we back on that sh*t again
Mic check one two fiends lean when the team come through
You know me big boy war make big boy noise
You act up I get the clubs out and hurt you boys
Manchu ain't nothing better than this
So you can blend in and tell ya man
All scared them niggaz back on the strip
We back on route you talk slick and I break yo snout
You heard what I said ni**a you invest they out
I spray like raid remove you dirty niggaz like oust
I'm old school like cut ya balls off foot in yo mouth
I'm off to the bar coke money I hustled it all
I'm hustling broads you got money f**k it I'm off
Talk is cheap so I'm a listen to money
Who talking forty mil sh*t'split 2020
I'm from murder marks and that grip can feel funny
I'm street smart I'm make my enemies feel dummies
Life s a beautiful thing right it will get ugly
Just cross chilling black that'll get you killed buddy
I'm a boss I tell my son sonny handle that for me
A rat a tat tat make thinking caps peal bloody
Braaaaapp you hear that critters
Yes I'm back critters like crack critters
Distribute you're now rat critters
Game shut down Manchu in town
From one to seven forearm laid to the ground
We pack a punch like ya mom's packed ya school lunch
Don't do brunch only clips and out of state cobras
So hustle up ya best critter is that yo best critter
Oh sh*t Manchu done it again
You post up ya toast up f**k ya gold rush
No trace of son gagged up bagged and next up
No aftermath we have to ask statement passed
We saved for last baby face aim and blast
What you all thought you all wasn't gonna see me
The last deadly venom of this sh*t
Yeah it's fensta you know I'm back
My phone tapped be ware a lot of these agents is wired
So I flow through the land line as agua
Shape shift tongue twist knowledge is bliss
You're still trapped in the matrix
Huh blong blong blong
That's all I hear on the microphone
It's Neo I echo these words to that head head oh