Flipside

[Verse 1: manCHILD]
From Atlanta to Atlantis, spray words upon the canvas
You can see what I'm saying while I'm praying like a mantis
Listen for the answers in the heartbeat of the atmosph-
Fearing everything in plains, hills, rocks, and plateaus
Battle rhymes passing' time, the motto of a mastermind
Words will shift the paradigm, assassinate the asinine
You act or rhyme, make up your mind, model just for Calvin Klein
To reach the top you have to climb then have autographs to sign
Lines in the sand drawn, hands holding back applause
But if you stand for nothing, kid, then you fall
I got you holding' down pause on the way to press rewind
You swim the Nile to hear the manCHILD one more time
Time flies by fast, I feel it getting closer
Tears trail past, leading to the Via Dolorosa
Hold fast to facts, because life's a roller coaster
First transforms to last, then it's over

[Hook]
Seeing the flip side, seemingly the dark side is brighter
Day is night, wrong is right, you can't decide
To fight the fire or pour on the gasoline
Everything is not what it seems

[Verse 2: manCHILD]
Melodic patriotic emcee on any topic I please
Move like nautical breeze, the world's a tropical freeze
They smoke the tallest of trees, and hookers fall to they knees
And even 1-900 females got the caller to please
See me I offer to be, completely honest with thee
And hope the masses with the phonics and the sonnets I free
Yo! It's a difficult task, like alcoholics to see
The 12-step program logically, when gin and tonics are free
It's catastrophic to me, the world turns, the world burns
I hold my breath until my death, until the world learns
I'm not concerned with fashion statements, statements I'm patiently mashing
For satisfaction, not cash flashing but compassion
You nice the jokes on you, so yo why ain't you laughing
You wanted to see the change, but you was afraid to take the action
I'm trapped in an environment where cannibals are free
And there's no place to grow my family tree, so why that be

[Hook]
Seeing the flip side, seemingly the dark side is brighter
Day is night, wrong is right, you can't decide
To fight the fire or pour on the gasoline
Everything is not what it seems

[Verse 3: manCHILD]
Yo, heads is screaming' for silence, busting' shots to stop the violence
Praying for freedom but don't realize that self becomes the tyrant
Beaten to compliance, lulled unto defiance
Up is down, black is white, left is right, and plus is minus
ManCHILD drops science to raise the expectations
When you visit local record stores, or tune to radio stations
Salivate for your salvation, feed on information
Mic metamorphs to pulpit, and consumer to congregation
Creation not creator, praise due to father nature
ManCHILD my nomenclature rap diplomat debate ya
Not a playa, in fact I quit school 'cause they had recess
I thrive inside the drums as I strive to be the best
Not the type to simply wallow in hollow raw bravado
Eat emcees in open mics and still they find me hard to swallow
Lead while others follow, live my days with no pride
Don't brag or boast but in the Most High confide
Tides turn and rush the chamber, I'm no stranger to death
But when these guns talking' to me kid, they just wasting' their breath
Rest my case on your face, it's on you to decide
I really hope to see you on the flip side

[Hook]
Seeing the flip side, seemingly the dark side is brighter
Day is night, wrong is right, you can't decide
To fight the fire or pour on the gasoline
Everything is not what it seems