MURK WID MANNERS

#rapfame_official #rapfame_ar_team #murkwidmanners MC IИ∀PRØF∃T — MURK WID MANNERS For Busta Rhymes — “Got You Some” instrumental [INTRO — RITUAL BUILD] Before fist ever FIRES — bow to the SOURCE, Before warrior rides — learn to govern the HORSE, Wai kru — gratitude transmitted through FORCE, Old knowledge flows through a modern-day COURSE. Hands to the brow — let the heartbeat DRUM, Past meets present when the bassline COMES, Ancestors trained where the old wars RUNG— Now history speaks through the TIP of my TONGUE! [VERSE 1 — HEAVY BOUNCE] BOOM — Siamese science encoded in FRAME, Centuries travelled but principles REMAIN, Body becomes geometry under the STRAIN, Angle plus timing beats muscle and RAGE. That's philosophy PHYSICAL — thought made FLESH, Mind under pressure gets put to the TEST, Anybody's peaceful when nothing gets STRESSED, Show me your ethics when POWER gets PRESSED! That's where the warrior separates paths, One seeks applause — one studies his CRAFT, One swings blind when emotion attacks, One makes anger itself STEP BACK! Muay ain't fury — it's fury made TAME, Fire given FORM, intention and AIM, If I cannot govern the beast in my FRAME, How can I claim that I'm fit to reign? So MURK that ego! MURK that pride! MURK that cowardice hiding INSIDE! Eight-limb language when kick meets SNARE— CONQUER YOURSELF THEN ENTER THE SQUARE! [HOOK — WAR-DRUM] THUMP! — let the old code SPEAK! THUMP! — turn the pressure to HEAT! THUMP! — mind, heart, body and feet! WARRIOR ETHICS WHEN THE BASSLINE BEATS! No empty THREAT! No vanity POSE! Knowledge gets tested wherever man GOES! Bow with RESPECT then explode with CONTROL— FEROCIOUS IN BODY — SOVEREIGN IN SOUL! [VERSE 2 — HISTORICAL / DOUBLE-TIME BUILD] From battlefield methods to ring-lit nights, Knowledge survives when the student writes— Not merely ink, but repeated rites, A library carried in movement and FIGHTS. Teacher to student — generation to next, Technique ain't fossilised museum TEXT, Living transmission — refine and protect, Innovation with lineage shown its RESPECT. Every guard is a QUESTION. Every feint is a LIE. Every counter asks: Can you read it in TIME? That's epistemology wrapped in a fight— What do you KNOW when appearances lie? Eyes gather data, experience decides, Wisdom is knowing when NOT to collide. BOOM! There's Aristotle's virtue — habit makes MAN, Character built through the things that you PRACTICE, Not what you claim when you're writing your captions— Virtue gets forged through repeated ACTION! East meets West but the principle's SAME: Appetite, anger must answer the BRAIN, Power ungoverned puts reason in CHAINS, Discipline turns raw impulse to AIM. So when that kick and that bassline CONNECT, I hear more than violence — I hear INTELLECT, Force under law — ability CHECKED— THE STRONGEST TECHNIQUE IS POWER WITH ETHICS! [BREAK — LOW / MENACING] A weapon without wisdom belongs to its impulses. A warrior with wisdom makes his impulses belong to him. NOW BRING THAT DRUM BACK! [VERSE 3 — FULL PRESSURE] BANG! Miskawayh understood character's TRAINED, Virtue ain't downloaded straight to the BRAIN, Polish the temperament day after DAY, Till disciplined action becomes your WAY. And IИ∀PRØF∃T bring that principle LIVE, When pressure arrives — that's when theories get TRIED, Everybody philosopher safe on the SIDE— SHOW ME YOUR WISDOM WHEN EGO GETS FRIED! Can you stay measured when insult gets THROWN? Can you hold power and leave it ALONE? Can you stand firm without needing a THRONE? Can you face your own shadow and call it your OWN? That's the arena! Not him — not THEM! The war starts HERE in the heart of MEN! Desire says TAKE! Anger says END! Intellect answers— NOT YET. THINK AGAIN. That's lethal restraint — not weakness or fear, Blade stays sheathed while the judgement stays CLEAR, Yet when the MIC and the riddim appear— UNLEASH THAT BEAST 'CAUSE THE PURPOSE IS CLEAR! I strike with HISTORY! MOVE with thought! Every hard lesson the old masters TAUGHT! Body's the manuscript — movement's the SCRIPT, Sweat is the ink that the centuries DRIP! No dead tradition collecting up DUST, Knowledge stays living when tested through US, Past feeds present — present adjusts— ROOTS HOLD FIRM WHILE THE BRANCHES ERUPT! [FINAL ASCENT] So THUMP that chest like the ancient DRUM! Know where you're FROM when the pressure COMES! Knowledge ain't knowledge till knowledge's BECOME— CHARACTER! When every excuse says RUN! Bow to your teacher! Honour your ROOT! Sharpen your intellect! Temper your BRUTE! Train till the theory and action are ONE— Then STEP to the riddim... AND SHOW WHAT YOU'VE BECOME! [OUTRO] Wai kru. Not submission— GRATITUDE. Ferocity. Not rage— MASTERY. Tradition. Not nostalgia— TRANSMISSION. And murkin'? Not destruction of people— DESTRUCTION OF MEDIOCRITY. MC IИ∀PRØF∃T. DA KICK-SNARE SHELLA.