Muckiest

VERSE ONE - MANIK MC

It’s just another night leaning til it’s hard to speak
Feeling ever sentimental bout the path we lead
Past friends pedal metal down the darkest streets
And old memories squeeze til it’s hard to breathe
Take a chance, a peep, and tell a tale what you seen
Another fucking yungen getting shelled for the ps
A new generation stacking shelves with degrees
Shits peak, keep it pushing til I’m six feet deep, cos that’s me
Even though sometimes it don’t seem it
They’rе tapping up our phones just to listen to our secrеts
Speechless, don’t mistake my kindness for weakness
I’m cooking up a batch to have you drowning in the deepness
All this trapping and clapping I’ve always stayed away from it
It don’t make sense to see other people chasing it
You’ve only got one life so why the fuck are you wasting it?
Fam it’s basic shit, so you better get your head straight
They sound the same like a template, times lethal stand for my people like Salvador Allende
Keep it popping til my pen breaks
Yo it’s that time, manik the fire Natty Wylah here to set pace
Getting nearer to the endgame, years of bad habits, damaging my membrane
Tryinga find my peace, tiptoeing on these greasy streets
Please believe me it’s easy to slip behind
Invest myself in my lyrics cos this is my life
Stick on a beat I keep it tight when I’m gripping the mic
Yo that’s why, daily we medicate
Meditate on ziggy til my brainwaves elevate
Staring at the page, eyes drifting to the window
Following the dark red sun as it sinks slow
Tracking its trail, steady as we battle betrayal
In this game of snakes and ladders you’re guaranteed to fail
It’s just another rainy in this broken city, contemplating as the grade that I’m smoking lifts me
Far away from the place that I’m stuck inside
Split in two feeling like I live a double life
The birds perch on the branch of the trees
My words heard as we march to be free
So let me take it back to running train tracks
Big chrome throwy got me feeling like the main man
Ain’t a bit of my past that I would ever take back
Cos all I really need is a bag of weed and a paint can
To keep my cypher complete, disciple of the rhymes and the beat
Rack my mind for design I’m resigned to defeat
Live and direct from the fringe of the east
Letting off steam as we begin to retreat
From the frontline, eating up beats like it’s lunchtime, it’s easy to see
Crafting the punchlines and similes in my sleep
They keep dangling redemption it ain’t easy to reach
White flag swingin, it got me seeking the peace
White batch cooking get them seeking the ps
Pedal bike pushing ducking police on the beat
Yo this never ending cycle I’m just tryinga break free and be me
Everyday hoping I won’t lose this
Tryinga keep my mind fully focused on my music
Underachievers tryina peace together futures
Push hard down this beaten path to find where the truth is
Yo if you feel the real one time then salute this
It’s manik on the mic, spit it mucky like the mucus