P.s.a Lyrics - Manifesto - Inspectah Deck

You are now in the special operating area of the studio 

I'mma push it to the limit like Manny and Tone 

Like, somebody carry him home, deeper than Barry's tone 

My young one, heir to the throne 

I fuck it up, you be hearing the moans 

Feeling the jones, dude, do it smooth as kaluha 

And you thought you was the future, you was the loser 

Me, I'mma doolah schooler 

This just use your manuever 

I'm cool as the cooler with the heart of a champ 

So to fail's not part of the plan, I just started to dance 

King of pop, moonwalking they ass 

Getting dirty like water to sand, man, pump up the jam 

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'Cuz the track's Godzilla 

Way beyond monster, half bar killer 

Charged with crash bar, smash y'all iller 

Camouflage large, hard head, Park Hilla, ah 

You are now in the special operating area of the studio 

Yeah, I'm wild like Clifton Powell, grammar tight 

Like Vanna White hands, how I flip the vowel 

Give it up, son, lift your towel, feels like the pits 

Just missed off the bat, I'mma hit you foul 

Just bow when you face the great 

Y'all skating on thin ice or INS raise the stakes 

Fuck around I'mma name your stage, 

Undadogz run the yard, a.k.a. Doomsday Brigade 

I say, I am not a gangsta, I am not a rapper 

But nigga my response, shots flying at your Jaguar 

Snitching in your song, stop lying 'bout your swagger 

Popping shit now, hear him crying 'bout it after 

Photos 

I'm a different cloth from them 

When I toss the blend, heads spin like Porshe rims 

What I talk, should of caused a trend 

When I scope the lens, I got the whole world wanting in 

You are now in the special operating area of the studio