Here are the lyrics to my song 100 Bars of Wisdom, Now keep in mind that this is 5:15 of straight rapping and there is no chorus.
In a world where I can be anything, I be myself,
I'm a one man show, and I don't need no help,
I been through it all already, I don't need no more,
my brain is overloaded homie, just to think is a chore,
and I be gettin' sore, what am I fighting it for?
I never needed a life, full of excitement and lore,
but when I walk up in the club, yall better clear the floor,
cuz I'm a lion in this jungle homie, HEAR ME ROAR!!!
like the waves of sea, come up and batter the shore,
so do women to my brain, cuz they flatter and score,
and what I feel up in my heart, it doesn't matter no more,
got me feelin' like my cape, is kinda tattered and torn,
but its them I adore, protect and love from the core,
is what the bible taught me brother, love my mother and more,
and they when they tell you something honest, don't be quick to ignore,
cuz some are true in their hearts, and full of wisdom galore,
but some be fighting a war, between themselves and unseen,
just like a man for honor, when somebody steps in between,
We all just human beings, get along were the words of Rodney King,
and eventually, homie you will see,
that majority of people down to ride with me,
and pick a side with me, oh its gonna be good,
and I ain't even talkin' bout a hood,
hand in hand we stood, looking at the tree of life we could?
all its gonna take is a little bit of love, coming from the lord up above,
Everybody knows whats up, destroy all the knives and the guns and the drugs,
be pro peace, think about how we relate to yo speech,
be the change in the world that you wanna see,
only you can determine what its gonna be,
I don't know about you, but it's old to me,
to go to war with anyone openly,
If you want what you need, gotta pay fee,
that ain't the way everything was supposed to be,
Parents stand up, teach your kids, make it truth,
There is no excuse, to grow up being prejudice and racist too,
we from the same mom, same dad, so family is all we have,
Don't let the sins of your brother cause you to stray or drive you mad,
Protect your babies, from the danger in the world we go through daily,
then maybe, we can grow in the light of wisdom, and not be shady,
you can hate me, but to anyone that hasn't heard the phrase I love you lately,
It simple how 3 words can boost one up and help them greatly,
Mercedes, Lamborghinis, Ferraris, they mean nothing,
If you never set a goal to repent and to be something,
And don't be tough and, puffin' up to the man that's bluffin',
cuz it puts you on his level homie, and that level disgusting,
I hope I teach you all a lesson, and you learn it for sho,
cuz that was fifty bars of wisdom, still got fifty to go,
call me shifty capone, when I get up on the mic, I'm thrifty ya know
cuz I gotta live up to my name, and I gotta be real to the bone,
no fake or silicone, will make you a better person, I'm hurt
disperse my love and my pain, every single little verse in the worst way,
lets make today the day, of change, rearrange the game,
and start loving one another, and stop passing the blame,
and have the love of god within us and be one and the same,
and stop living in shame, stand up and call out his name,
wall out the fame, lights, camera, action, but I choose to remain,
cuz I don't wanna glory story and I choose to refrain,
People say "What about the money man? You sick in the brain!"
but I don't want the money, everlasting life to attain,
what could you gain, in a world, where everybody dies,
and everything you accumulated, is givin' to your wife,
and when your wife dies, it goes to the kids,
let about 4 generations go, only god knows where it is,
It's prolly on ebay, sit back and hit the replay,
and start from now, and look to god, and do what he say,
and he say, to follow him, and please don't betray
contribute to the moral decay, or promote the cliche'
and we pray, for everything, everyone from here to d-day,
and we pay, attention to the signs, keep faith and be safe,
and relay, the message of our lord and savior christ, to repay
a visit back to earth, to deal with all the dirt, and cremate,
anything and anyone, in opposition, so listen,
to the apocryphal prediction, as seen in our current condition,
got visions, Interpret with speed, and accuracy and precision,
and decisions have to be made, before the order is given,
and the order of livin' dissappears, like a mortal magician,
and we go back to living life, but with a perfect tradition,
my mission, to talk to any of you that be wishin',
I am by no means christ, I'm just a clever musician,
that's just been shown what's right, so that's why everynight,
I'm up on myspace and facebook, trying to spread the light,
people say my ish be tight, but its just a reflection of mind,
haters better back off my block, and find another section to grind,
cuz i ain't got time, to listen to you dissin', pissin', and whine,
or hear you braggin' bout your drunken stupor sinnin' behind,
if you aint got nothing nice to say, well don't be speaking at all,
no point in preaching poison, just to make everybody stumble and fall
like a crumblin' wall, it's gonna end up on top of the head,
not in the name of rap, cuz homie rap is dead,
but truth is life, and on the mic, I'm fin to spit it,
so they can look at me and say, Shawn Michael Manning did it,
I'm almost finished, just know, that I'm a master of words,
and I will find the syllables to bomb and plaster you nerds,
faster than birds, can fly, they must be higher than high,
cuz half these people can't even see me with an optimum eye,
I leave em wonderin' why, and steady blunderin' by,
cuz I got the power and conviction of a thundering sky
and I don't need no paparazzi, cuz i'ma just stay inside,
and write 100 bars of wisdom, try to live them, and die