Manik Mc Lyrics
"Snowman/Scarecrow"

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Them man are talking bout heaven, but this is living hell
We're sippin henny throwing pennies down the wishing well,
I really couldn't give a fuck if my lyrics sell,
They're tryna place us in a box like a prison cell
So take the pressure away man what you tryna prove?
Cos everybody plays the game and they ain't tryna lose,
When I step in the rave know i'm the kinda dude,
To be looking for space because i'm tryna move,
Too much to lose, it's best not to show your face,
Life is stress, but it's bless bruv we hold the weight,
In these ends you'll get wet just for holding weight,
Protect your neck or get sent to the golden gates
And when I step on the stage you better know my name
I like to walk in them storms til im soaked in rain
Sometimes I dream at night that I choked on stage,
Spit it with the passion of christ,but hold no faith
I never trap crack, nah i don't hold a nine
That's why you never hear me gas like I know that life,
But you can find me in the late night smoking live
Until my skin is looking paler than a poltergeist
I'm so sick of shit advice from these older guys
I'm bringing frost to these streets like it snowed at night
And yo i'm tryna hit a six when i roll my dice
Cos cuz i need some new kicks, yh there's holes in mine
I hope my soul stays alive when my bones decay
Just another late night I sit and smoke an eighths
I meditate upon the tai to get the flows arranged
And i'm just tryna take flight like crows and cranes
They're tryna stamp on our dreams and the goals we chase
All these schools seem to teach you is know your place
We keep you edge of your seat, there's no debate
Feel the tingle all the way from your feet to your shoulder blades

Its harsh times yeah harsh rhymes are required
Part man part beast its all part of my science
You're now fucking with the last of the scions
Raise a fist to the sky in a stance of defiance
Ay yo we shining like stars on orion
But I went lost my path as we marched into zion
The roads getting darker and quiet
Til we're stood by hells gates basking in its fires
Yelling please lord
Please release us from these see saws
All these blocked roads, fake turnings and detours
All these blank suits, opportunists and recourse
Im focusing on smoking less and tryna fucking eat more
Yo i wanna be more, yeah I wanna see more
Yeah I try and want less, but still I seem to seek more
Struggle through the day and wonder what i'm smoking weed for
Lay up in the late night, drift into that deep thought
No I can't tell you what that pains like
Everyday we stay high
24-7 eyes redder than some brake lights
Stomach turning from the stagefright
Feeling like the spider slipping further down the drainpipe
The pen and page life taught me not to hate life
Man'll try and take yours, me I celebrate life
Tryna free the man whose minds are stuck in that estate life
Tryna find a nice girl maybe we can make life
Maybe we can take time, take time
Take time and vibes for a minute
Real talk I ain't tryna get no wife for the image
Plus the drugs got them pushing their minds to the limit
Time slowly ticking, its mind over matter
That's why I put my life in the rhymes that i'm spitting
Yh time slowly ticking, its mind over matter
That's why I put my life in the rhymes that i'm spitting

We skim the surface like stones in a stream
Under concrete clouds where its cold and its bleak
You can watch the lost souls turn to fiends
Where the scarecrows sway and the snowman sleeps
We skim the surface like stones in a stream
Under concrete clouds where its cold and its bleak
You can watch the lost souls turn to fiends
Where the scarecrows sway and the snowman sleeps