[Intro: nobigdyl.]
(Clears throat)
We'd like to thank y'all for coming out tonight, spendin' time with the mighty, mighty indie tribe. We got 2Peece on the piano. Don't the keys sound so nice? Later on we got, Mogli the Iceburg and Jarry Manna comin' up to the stage. But first, straight out of Dyladelphia, none other than nobigdyl.! Give it up for nobigdyl.!

Thank you, thank you, thank you. All right. Thanks guys, uh. Let's get right into this

[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
Oh man!
Tribe is on the move so come and mess with us (mess with us)
Mogli raised the bar so now I'm steppin', yeah (Bars)
Manna fell upon us like it's Exodus
And we gon' ride as long as King of king keep blessin' us (Oh man)
Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like Geronimo
I be takin' leaps of faith while they be saying I don't know (I don't know)
We be takin' chances rappin' while they saying I-D-K (I-D-K)
Man the way I treat the beat, I mean you think it's Meek and Drake
I mean you think it's piece of cake
Cause the way that I cut it
And the way that they buzzin'
Got atheist friends on my page sayin', "Hey man, we love it!"
Now saints wanna covet cause the way that we run it man
Everything lowercase in my name cause I'm amazed at the greatness above him
Ain't for the fame and it ain't for the money if it ain't for the way then I'm changin' the subject
Haters on the sideline staring (Starin')
Get an eyeful, like Paris (Like Paris)
Tryna live strong like Lance
But the crowns that we chase
They ain't never gon perish
So we don't lose heart we do not faint
Who you knew is who I ain't
Fear no one but who I thank
Indie tribe. boy, who you think?
[Verse 2: Mogli the Iceburg, Jerry Manna]
Indie tribe., boy we never die like an evergreen
Young king steppin' up to Philistines
Listen to these rappers and I think they need to take a swig of Listerine
You ain't never floss call it gum disease
Boy now we buildin' from the ground up
Dead to our old ways, weeds of the flesh, killin' it like Round-Up
Suckas tryin' to battle 'round me
Couldn't last 30 seconds, like you in the cage with Rousy
Every track I'm on I get a little bolder
Tryna drop these bombs, call me Ayatollah
Sicker than an epileptic leper with a staff infection and ebola, ugh
Now we buzzin' like you shook a can of Coca-cola, bruh
Better get down and stay down, We yammin' up the rebound
The medic's on the scene but you already prenounced
But never take for granted everything I thought I'd never have
Hungry like a child in a World Vision ad, ugh
Check your first-world privilege
Ooh, we done did it
Yeah we tryin' to spread the news but the truth is
That people won't get it
And you better be prepared cause He's comin' for the sequel, oh man
So you better be prepared cause He's comin' for his people (Yikes)
Kill it Jarry

[Verse 3: Jarry Manna]
Okay look, 'bout to change the game
But y'all knew (Knew)
If you don't, now you do, I done came with the crew
So you know that it's tribe on the move (Tribe)
I'ma try to show you how this grind goes (Grind goes)
Lighten up the dark tryna find souls (Find souls)
Why you only lightin' up them pinecones (Pinecone)
I be goin' hard like rhinestones
Hold up, where you find those? (What are those?)
In the belly of the beast (Beast)
I am not afraid, I have slain many beats (Beat)
Shout to young believers, 'specially in Middle East
I just stop and think of y'all anytime I get weak (Aw, Aw)
So tragic, I'm uncomfortable with just average
I'm untouchable with these ad-libs
I don't like to boast when I'm rappin' (Aw, aw)
We takin' this genre and changin' the culture
The industry wanna stay feedin' like vultures
Redeemed by the Father, the artist who made us
But we were too shaded so he made a sculpture (No)
Thank Jesus for saving the day (day, day)
So perfect in every way (every, every, every)
Okay now let's get it back to the program (Program)
Manna and his bros goin' know
Showin' all these jive turkey rap boys how to go ham (Go ham)
You ain't heard the tribe is on the move
Every move that we make got the rap game chokin' (Chokin')
Holy Spirit give me what I lack
Puttin' tracks in the trap like a rap Hulk Hogan (Hogan)
Prayin' for my health like a potion (Aw, aw)
Yikes