Lyrics Manifesto - Mezsiah

This how I manifest
As a condemned motherfucker feeling so blessed
I said
This how I manifest
As insomnia yellin′ god bless when I can't rest
Why′d you manifest as a cunt
Big one, pumpin' in my chest
Baby said
Fuck you love, man I detest you now

This a manifesto
Talk a little bit of this
And a little bit of that with a hoe
This a manifesto
Talk a little bit of shit
And a little bit of crap where you're going
Manifestations
Try renovating
What you became to get known
Forget the amazement
Your mom′s basement′s
Where you lay low to produce wack flows

There's no soul in it
I know the crack den
Where the green Tims
Were the cash flow limit
I don′t know why you be fabricatin' the gimmicks
I call it as I see it
Pushin′ through the limiter
I wish I had more melanin
To rap like 50 Cent in many men
But I'm just here again
Spittin′ about me bein' a revenant
Raisin' up from the dead
Won′t let it get to my head
Know I′m irrelevant
I'm just tryna make it blow up
Spice it up, cinnamon
Sweet love, sweet love
You′re runnin' through my head again
Whenever you cross my heart
And break it all up
I long I long
For lickin′ in the Cinnabon
Light waves
Generator magnetron
Upper Echelon
Electrical phenomenon
Pressure on
Gettin' money at the dawn
Racin′ on to get the amazon woman
A wilderbeast
She got the steez
Beggin' on her knees for the d
Now they growin' up
Now they glowin′ up
Ain′t no place in the club for the love huh
And I be wreckin' all the
Floors when I step in
Cause it′s my weapon
Love is talkin' down to me now
War is a weapon
Talkin′ to heaven
Lost in the heavens
When they elevate the preator to demetor
Let the liasons
Know no peace
When we freed their souls from the keepers
Of celibate
For the hell of it
They fell in a pit
Gawkin' on every lil′ tit
Sit still or we'll
Tell on the real
How they fell once more
Brang the pills
To a sexparty in the hills
Jian the thrilled made the still films for me
Yeah, I'm just so hungry
For the light to shine on me
My souls grown weary
Of all these evil eyes
My souls grown weary
Of all your deeds
My souls grown weary
So I write this manifesto for you to keep

This how I manifest
As a condemned motherfucker feeling so blessed
I said
This how I manifest
As insomnia yellin′ god bless when I can′t rest
Why'd you manifest as a cunt
Big one, pumpin′ in my chest
Baby said
Fuck you love, man I detest you now

This a manifesto
Talk a little bit of this
And a little bit of that with a hoe
This a manifesto
Talk a little bit of shit
And a little bit of crap where you're going
Manifestations
Try renovating
What you became to get known
Forget the amazement
Your mom′s basement's
Where you lay low to produce wack flows