[Refrain x8]
Change my frequency of transmission

[Verse 1: Inkwell]
When Inkwell’s under pressure
Adrenaline be fillin’ in my veins and I can bet ya
A hundred dollars to your spare change that I won’t let’cha
Put bad words in your mouth about the Greenhouse
Y’all know what I’m talkin’ about
Locals be quick to [?], disrespect our tribe
‘cause we ain't from the East, the West for the South
But we found underground, produce a natural sound
Plus we use area to get around
That’s why ni**as be gettin’ clowned
Thinking that they got it locked down
But they don’t even know half about it
Every track relay a sound
‘cause he be in the lab and if it don’t pass, it’s trash
Chucked in the garbage, we ain’t settling for bargains
Not us perfectionists, that contradicts our slogan
We won’t rap perfection-less
Emotion is the key to this game
That’s why the doors be locked to those that be sounding the same
Print, we be the change, we add a different thing to urban swing
A little taste of jazz for the mass like a blast from the past
When music happens as you either have it
Or you didn’t but the weak wouldn’t last
‘cause ni**as was tight for cash so it had to be worth
Every red cent they would invest in it
You had to be on top of it or your album would sit
When your crew would have an early exit
That’s why I had to
[Hook]
Frequently change my frequency of transmission
To broadcast beyond the boundaries of your vision
Now reminisce when creative control was abundant
But nowadays hip-hop is gettin’ kinda redundant

Frequently change my frequency of transmission
To broadcast beyond the boundaries of your vision
Now reminisce when creative control was abundant
But nowadays hip-hop is gettin’ kinda redundant

[Verse 2: Blueprint]
The mind-blower makes the room get colder
When I hold a mic device, the verbal poltergeist
On a open mic, writing my name on the wall
To reinforce the fact that I existed at all
Mentally shining, similar to Jack Nicholson
Nobody bites my styles ‘cause they taste like black licorice
Ridiculously nasty, physically harassing emcees
Until they squeal like Anita Hill
I got a slap on the wrist like Clarence Thomas
Continue to reoffend by fondling more phony rhymers
Save one-liners for Def Comedy Jam
You fill it up by email account with internet spam
I replied with a telegram
Said often crisis infiltrated firewalls and left you with a virus
Now it’s solely a matter of time before you crash
Dust to dust, ashes to ash
I break backs ‘cause of the weight of my rendition
Creative control so now we rollin’ independent
My [?] with too many rhymes to remember
Got us looking down on emcees like Lew Alcindor as I
[Hook]
Frequently change my frequency of transmission
Broadcast beyond the boundaries of your vision
I reminisce when creative control was abundant
But nowadays hip-hop is gettin’ kinda redundant

Frequently change my frequency of transmission
To broadcast beyond the boundaries of your vision
I reminisce when creative control was abundant
‘cause nowadays hip-hop is gettin’ kinda redundant

[Verse 3: Manifest]
[?] transported me precise as I dissipate your form
Electrical pulses in my cortex, smokers is lighting storms, prepare
For the lyrical mental swarm of Manifest
It’s your existence in this reality that I protest
Biological abomination, the pure rhyme creation
In this, well you’re the virus, I’m the industry’s inoculation
As an emcee, I’m tellin’ ya what you’re facing
Manifest, Greenhouse Effect, orchestrating your castration
You have but one chance to rethink your advance
‘cause you have no idea that fate’s inevitable
You survive or you won’t enhance
When one line abuse crews one year and half the chance
Not because I have to but simply because I can
So you ask for hostility, what’s the justification?
It’s as simple as your vocal to give me the motivation
Vision of your instruction got you up nights and pacing
As to perform lyrical acrobatical feats like Grayson as I
[Hook]
Frequently change my frequency of transmission
To broadcast beyond the boundaries of your vision
I reminisce when creative control was abundant
‘cause nowadays hip-hop is gettin’ kinda redundant

I had to frequently change my frequency of transmission
To broadcast beyond the boundaries of your vision
I reminisce when creative control was abundant
‘cause nowadays hip-hop is gettin’ kinda redundant

[Refrain x4]
Change my frequency of transmission