Manhattan

Manhattan

 New York City, New York, USA
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Manhattan is truly the genuine article, hailing from the Upper West Side of New York City, Manhattan is an artist that has been afforded the luxury of priceless exposure to music, arts, and diverse cultures. Manhattan translates his passion for vivid imagery into raw melodic sound.

Biography

Born Daniel R. Pierre (July 12, 1981) in New York, NY, Currently known in street-wear culture as Manhattan, is an African American entrepreneur most noted for ushering in urban fashion for the new millennium with his Street-Wear brand Lemar and Dauley Clothing.

As brand director of Lemar and Dauley since 2005, Manhattan developed a savvy for marketing and consumer interests. After a stellar career in fashion Manhattan along with long time business partner Kareem Blair of Lemar and Dauley Clothing, the two set their sites on music and film in 2010, essentially using their relevant resources to form Bridge Kids Media. Manhattan serves as the media platforms monarch and first independent act.

Early Life

Manhattan was born in New York and has resided in the Upper West Side of Manhattan for most his life. Both Manhattan's parents are Caribbean-Americans who have greatly influenced his eclectic taste in regards to music, fashion, and art. Originally Manhattan dedicated his efforts in visual arts, excelling quickly and eventually was accepted to LaGuardia High School of Music, Arts and Performing Arts, where he attended school for three years alongside other notable alumni, recording artist Kelis and Nicki Minaj. As Manhattan's turbulent relationship with his estranged parents became unbearable he was force to leave home and school. After a vagrant stretch Manhattan spent most his time reevaluating his troubled youth and became an avid reader focusing on philosophy and economics.

Music and Philosophy

Fellow LaGuardia attendant Kareem Blair initially persuaded Manhattan to use his artistic abilities to assist in building a fashion brand, Manhattans prowess in the area of rap would prove to be valuable later in their endeavors. Manhattan has never classified himself as a true rapper, “Rap is just the technique, I wouldn’t say that’s the sum of what I do…Warhol wasn’t a painter, he was a social antagonist who just so happened to use paint”. Manhattan's love for philosophy and art shows in his music and style, trying constantly to bridge together an appreciation of aesthetics and cultural politics, “I’m like Helmut Lang up in Harlem…I don’t care what people say cause I know what their thinking, their just afraid to admit they love my style”.

-Image

Manhattan has spent most his career behind the camera but has cultivated a following that gravitates towards his polished sense of style. “Its just second nature at this point, your attitude makes the style work. When we started with clothing everyone was a skeptic, now the whole world is wearing skinny-jeans and high-top Nikes…I sag my pants and grown woman blush, I pull them up and hood girls blush, it’s all about how you carry it”

-Music

Manhattan has worked with many notable artists and producers but develops music exclusively with producers M.I.K.E. SEE and Beat Bully. Manhattan has been said to have a very open ear in regards to original music and has experimented with Alternative Rock, Dance and Folk music. Early inspirations for Manhattans musical interest include Nas, Prince, Billy Idol, Nina Simone, Carly Simon, and Jay-Z to name a few. “My friends used to think I was crazy when I was younger, they would come over to my house and I would be sitting there drunk listening to Phoebe Snow…at the time it seemed strange but now they beg me to cover those old records”.

-Philosophy

Manhattan is well read in the area of philosophy and adheres regularly to the literature of Ayn Rand and her coined philosophy Objectivism. “I consider myself a spiritual person and I believe in God…I love to understand how people work and what makes them tick, for me philosophy and business go hand in hand…always know your customer”.


First Musical Project

After years of searching for a specific sound Bridge Kids Media embarked on Manhattan's first public release “Live From The Glitter Dome”. Live From The Glitter Dome was essentially a personal project for Manhattan but after much counseling from Kareem Blair and M.I.K.E SEE he sought out to make the project his first offering. Manhattan and M.I.K.E SEE developed what is known as the “Dough Boy Sound”, a completely organic-synth sound that keeps a Hip-Hop rhythm but allows melody to carry out in a song. “The misconception is that a synth sound cant be soulful…the Dough Boy Sound knocks but still blends well with soulful vocals…I sang most of my album by myself with no auto-tunes, it wasn’t necessary”. Manhattan also enlisted the help of up and coming R&B act SOSA. She is accredited with backing up Manhattans vocals and introducing a soulful quality to the music. Other notable credits include Beat Bully (production) Kenny McDonald (engineer), Christian Rich (production), and Skyzoo (recording artist). “The music has passion and that’s all I’ve ever wanted…it speaks to people in an intelligent way but at the same time its my life take it or leave it”.

Lyrics

It's Nuthin (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

Chorus:
We getting love out here
Its mad love out here
We getting love out here
Oh yeah…it aint nuthin at all.

It aint nuthin at all
At all…at all
It aint nuthin at all
At all…at all.

Now I might Take a boat ride
Maybe rock a bow tie
Maybe load the four-five
Baby that’s just multi…

Tasking, hun really im asking
Most of these niggas
Think they be macking
Really that aint nothing at all

Come take a trip with me
Visually as you can see
Live with Bill and Hillary
Manhattans like the embassy

Flagging with my L and D
Set-trippin from vennace beach
Flight arrive at Kennedy
Really that aint nuthin at all

From the bottom to the cealing
And the chalkboard to the children
You can see times are changing
Like that song from Bobby Dillan

Everybodys insecure
But endure
If you see somebody poor realize
It aint nuthin at all

Like Rose
Poppin on a work day
Like yo whateva, close enough
Cause its just Thursday

Im here to show that
Giving loves dirt cheap
Hattings hard work…we getting love
And it aint nuthin at all

Hook 2:

At all…at all
It aint nuthin at all
At all…at all.
It aint nuthin at all

At all…at all
It aint nuthin at all
At all…at all
At all…at al

Now sometimes when you shining
People get to smiling
Like to see you good
Cause in a way it just reminds them

This could be far worse
Like when a fall hurts
Sombody’s on that Hurst
But that aint nuthin at all

Today there aint no static
You could walk up in the projects
With ya chain in all its glory
Aint nobody gonna grab it

Eighty-five degrees
And the breeze keeps passing
Salute the police captain
this aint really nuthin at all

fuck it im showing love
aint gon be no shoulder hugs
you my brother, you my sister
uncle Grip I owe you one

even to my Pops
we could poor on on the rocks
we could clank drinks…fuck the past
it aint nuthin at all

lets put the chairs out on terrace
put some ice inside my beverage
don’t need my Smith & Wesson
when Im with my niece and nephews

little bad ass kids making messes
and tell they moms don’t stress it
cause it aint nuthin at all.

Hook 2:

At all…at all
It aint nuthin at all
At all…at all.
It aint nuthin at all

At all…at all
It aint nuthin at all
At all…at all
At all…at al

The Glitter Dome (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

Manage a moment so frozen
inside your brain
it holds it
its like a zip-lock
its preserving
all your hopes growth spurts

Mostly I don’t change
What I say is like a slogan
We live fast, die young
And Leave our handsome corpses

Of course you’re wondering
What’s the connection with This glitter
My frozen thoughts get broken
Split up into different pictures

That’s why it shines and sparkles
Shit…this is so impromtu
Hello my name is Manhattan
I’m spitten off the bar stool

See this is reckless
This is alchaholics starting carpools
This is me speeding
Driving off the tri-borough

Uh oh...
the wind-shield glass is in my head now
Fetch me a wrench
And I’ll attempt
to get these Fragments checked out

call this the glitter dome
it’s not identical
this is how you think when you shine
and try to drop a jewel

the light bulb on-top of my dome
is a stroke of genious
this be that dough boy sound
that’s pumping through
your speakers

your gonna gravitate
to this ultra magnetic rappin
but be for-warned
what your in for is not your average anticks

I aint gon bore you baby
Im more like Scorsese
I be the googfella
They just trynna portray me

And you could buy my swagger
At the local bodega
In the back room
Where they keep the coke or montega

So never ask why my swag
Lasts all day
My brainstorm formed it
In a broadway doorway.

Chorus:
You are in it now
You are in it now
You are in it now
You are in it now

Got no friends with me
Just my enemy’s
Got no friends with me
Just my enemy’s

Got no friends with me
Just my enemy’s
Got no friends with me
Just my enemy’s

And them shiny things
They are blinding me
them shiny things
They are blinding me

Me…me
Me…You are in it now
You are in it now
You are in it now

You are not at home
In the glitter Dome
In the glitter dome
In the glitter dome.

Pathetic (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

By the time The track is over
You will feel embarrassed
Separate the melissas
The Lindas and the Sarahs

Roommate knows the things you did
When you was in pajamas
Plaster in my walls
Is very thin like they famished

Nasty shit you did to me in bed
Will never vanish
Chilling with ya man
But he know where my hands been

All up in ya guts or on your butt
When I slapped it
Fact is Manhattan had you
Jumping out the panties

Parachuting with bloomers
You prayed that you would land on these
Had to tell you wash ya twat
You smelled too much like mayonese

Now you trynna play me
Cause im talking to ya cousin now
Mad because I chose her
You came over and your toung was out

Thinking that it might persuade me
But your kung-pow
Chicking running wild
With what you lost in your prom gown

I wouldn’t kick it with you
In a round house
So get ya shit together bitch
or bow down

Hook:
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic

Everytime I go somewhere
You show up at the same time
Trynna talk load so I hear you
While I wait in line

Under twenty-one
So your game is very blatent
Im ashamed to say the saint-ides
Even made me wave hi

I changed my number
Why you keep calling
Bitch I launched your clothes
Like Marino on the dolphins

It must make you hot down there
To say my name so often
You really think I think about you
When im out in palm springs

Chilling with some georgous
brown skinned girls in coledge
more importantly no drama
its good karma

sad, you’re a black girl lost
just like the Darma initiative
I wish this chick
Would evolve like Darwin

Truth is I didn’t plant my seed
up in your garden
Running round saying that im foul
Cause you lost it

Gigi told me you was there
and you had an abortion
Girl you have a problem
why the hell are you so morbid

Hook:
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic

You hate me you hope I die
But hate is such a strong word
That’s my word the way you talk about me
Hope your jaw hurts

Hope my name taste like
ass when you speak it
Jesus, you keep repeating it
Like the remix

I don’t see the reason
I gave you the sweet dick
I don’t need to brag
But my dick is Jackie Gleason

Honeymoon sex
Put my room on the Visa
Cause you a tellie slide
I just wanted to skeet once

Hope your knee jumps
So you can kick rocks better
I’ll drop the lever
Now fall through the floor whore

Exit the coridore
North of the bathroom
Don’t let the doorknob
Hit you in the ass boo

You got played like
A maze on my Cheerios
You’re a number
Like the ones in a serial

Scratched off, Back off
Stop spreading gossip
The truth is the condom
Washed down the faucet

Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic
Your so pathetic
So so pathetic

Where Do We Go / Faraway (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

Where do we go
From here
my dear
Where do we go…
Where do we go

From here
My dear
My dear

Where do we go
From here
My dear

Where do we go
Where do we go
From here…My dear
My dear

I aint gonna speed up
I’ll stay and feed the meter
Complete sentences
That are squeezed in easier

Freezer burned raps
For the class time capsule
Tell them little rascals
Im a bad example

What could have a child talking
Like a wild orchid
Easier to laugh
When its hard for her to cry

Stars in her eyes
Paused in a time
Where im lord of the flys
Laws she abides

More similar
To the chords in my rhymes
Every sylible
Drowns out the noise in her mind

She knows I’ll be gone
By the time she awakes
Its worth every penny
For a night of good sleep

I’ll whisper you dreams
Over Mike See’s beats
How hanus do it get
That remains to be seen

My god son posed to me
A question of conscience
Whre do emcees go
After you body them

Try to understand
The recipe for an omlette
Love the smell of napalm
Early in the morning

Call me reckless
Or irresponsible
Call me collect
And I’ll respond to you

Call what you saw
Fell far from the nebula
Ex marks the spot
If you spell it in algebra

Tell em that I came here
And rallied up pastors
Tell em that I asked them
To pray for these rappers

Love on the rocks
Got bums on the block
Heart broken over
What can happen when you on top

It’s a quick drop down
From the sky Believe me
Limbs never heal to evenly
Really

We are heart broken
We saw the promise land
Kicked off the trolli train
We aint have a token

White boy to fight for us
Inside the trenches
Bomb went off
I don’t blame the invention

Blame myself
Generals should prevent shit
Hence this is my
Enterance into redemtion

Revenge is a dish
Its colder than Tebet is
Lemonade still a
Popular beverage

It aint gonna stop
Cause we aint gonna stop
a lot of coins got tossed
Off the promanade

But this is my wish
And it didn’t come true
Imm a take em all back
Even this one from you

The ones who sit by
reading catcher in the rye
Wit glitter in their eyes
Meet me on time

We’ll depart and fly
To where John Lennon died
Imagine will be
My last heroic action

Where do we go from here this time…
Where do we go from here this time
Where do we go from here this time

Hook:

Where do we go
From here
my dear
Where do we go…
Where do we go

From here
My dear
My dear

Where do we go
From here
My dear

Where do we go
Where do we go
From here…My dear
My dear

Where do we go
Where do we go
I don’t know
Where we go from here

Faraway:

So whats our problem
Major malfunction
This orbit opens
For this discussion

So speak out freely
Like no one watching
As if theres meaning
Inside your nonsense

We’re irritated
And faced with
A life so
Complacent

I need more
A detor
From this form
Of slave ship

I feel so
concealed from
what life was
to these pilgrims

kiss this world goodbye
is my term of
indearment

you wanna hear something?
Check this out
Got a transmisson
From a planet visitor

Told me Christal
Taste like shit to her
Told me the money And fame we seek
Could never replace what is original

Things like what I said?
She said love
And original sin

Things like progress
And faith
Things that are
Right in front of your face

Things that happen when you pray
Things that guide your human race
Things you see from far away

Asked her come
Asked her to stay
We could react
And adapt to the change

We could use the other half
Of our brains
Move this crowed
From beyond the stage

Lets paint this town
Sushi salmon
Grafitti
In bad grammer

The concrete is our canvas
Our vanity
Is glamerous

We cant win
Without you
We need you
To tell us

Is this it
Heavens in our Back yards
And all our friendships
Are not our spare parts

There are no victoms
There are no spared hearts
Fate can be random
There are no terrot cards

Theres only faraway
Right here In New York

Countdown (Prod. By Christian Rich)

Written By: Manhattan

Hook:

Count it down, count it down
Count it down
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

I know your steady waiting
anticipating
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

(Yup,Yup!)
I need you in my life
You need to know that

(Yup,Yup!)
cant wait till I get home girl

I know your steady waiting
anticipating
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

Brand new like a beat…No sampling
On top of the world Like Mason
Im sippin on Brandy too
Like its soda pop or a pop sensation

Lohan or duff ..Marc Jacobs
Duffle bag if shes on location
imma be there stat
we could cut like a scalpul lets play operation

im kavorcian when im all in
we could turn this clock back orange
that mean im docter strange love
I got a fetish for that pain and love

Cause to me they one in the same
Like one to the brain
The one you love
Can become insaine

Such a shame
Truck or train
Imma get home quick fast

We don’t never chit-chat
We just lift back
The Egyptian
cotton

and hit the sack
Spin a hit track From
Christain
Riche!

Hook:

Count it down, count it down
Count it down
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

I know your steady waiting
anticipating
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

(Yup,Yup!)
I need you in my life
You need to know that

(Yup,Yup!)
cant wait till I get home girl

I know your steady waiting
anticipating
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

3,2,1…
I need to that
Im always in your mind
Without a doubt
Yeah…without a doubt

No need to worry bout me
Cause you already know
What im all about
Yeah…what im talking bout

You are my only girl
My famous girl
My famous girl

You are the only girl
That’s in my world
Entire world

So hold me close
Like I been gone
Like I been gone so long
Yeah…baby girl I know its on

I just stepped in
Knew you was naked
Every second’s
Excruciating

Tuche im through fixating
Lakers beat Super Sonics
Its so ironic
I got the kush she got that cronic

Her bodys solid
Ist bronz
From chilling on the beach for hours

In Malibu
her attitude
Is very far from modest

She gonna tell them boys
to step off
Tonight you can put your
Press-ons

All in my back
Imma make you
Make you shake
Like a wet dog

This my session
Lets leave our accessories on
You could bite down on my big chain
Lick your lips this gold is glistening

Imma leave my DCs on
I been fiending for your love so long
I cant remember, refresh my thoughts
Yes of course!

Hook:

Count it down, count it down
Count it down
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

I know your steady waiting
anticipating
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

(Yup,Yup!)
I need you in my life
You need to know that

(Yup,Yup!)
cant wait till I get home girl

I know your steady waiting
anticipating
baby girl just count it down
I cant wait till I get home girl

Anywhere Else But Here (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

Theres a war that’s going on
Not outside but more indoors
In the mind of lonely boys
Where their learning to enjoy

All this broken glass and noise
Its as normal as their toys
Their enammered with the hazards
Of these dollars and these coins

Listen baby, I aint sayin
That my actions are excused
But my school systems is whack
And theres steroids in our food

We got ten year olds with tits
We got minors who can lift
More than twice their body weight
From their waist up to their chin

They want to know why
Where aggressive
And we feel so disrespect
And at four-teen percent
Aint that more than a recession

So you add to that Inffection’s
of this HIV is spreading
and you tell me who’s in charge
since ya answer to the president

I exploit what I know
I can not take what I owe
If this game is oversold
I can not tell you what I told

This is poetry in motion
Im moving it like coke bricks
Im more than just a colprate or a victom
I am both this

My genra is POP
And its screwed up and chopped
A collage of my times like
Herren or basquite

This is more bigger than Pac
This the ode to killing cops
This the prelude to Ice Cube
Right before he shaved his top

I took part in every crime
I abused my youthful mind
I drank most my life away
And threw the dice like deuces wild

But my gambles not substantial
To a mother with her hands full
With kids that eating caned food
And im rappin over samples

From songs she heard in her day
And im changing all the wordplay
But see I aint really said
How this accured up in the first place

So now im paying homage
Like bombers do alah when
They sittin in that star-bucks
With alarm clocks in their garments

Or marines scream hoo-rah when
They killing them some hajis
I squeeze another cartrage in
And hope I hit my target

I know this seems extreme
Believe me I can see
How this shit can come off preachie
While you trynna puff your weed

But that mother that I mentioned
Is offended by my lack
Of memory, while rendering
These sentences in rap

Sometimes when you watch
Your chain aside your watch
Too long you lose focus
And them links become like locks

Don’t try to think outside this
Cause really theres no box
Theres only streets and aves
And the people on your block

This is shock treatment for hipsters
Who think they aint statistics
That gangsta shit is happening
Weither not you listen

Im saying get involved
Theres ways for you to pitch-in
I stand behind my bars like
Im going back to prison

Don’t be fooled by these rappers
They all dying to floss
They’ll do anything to make you
Make a hit up out they song

Greatest trick the devil pulled
Made you think he aint exist
When in fact he’s in the flesh
When these rappers start to strip

Walking Contradiction (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

Hook:

These words
These words
are so viegn
im so viegn

These words
These words
are so viegn
im so viegn

And all we know
we know
Is so false And untrue
What about you

Its not my fault
that im like this
I like Jesus
in my likeness

Its not my bad
Its more righteous
Its not you’re your problem
So don’t mind this

Im not a nice guy
Im not conchous
My only weakness
Is my kindness

Im a reader
That cant digest
Im a weed head
That aint high yet

I don’t come clean
Im too honest
I don’t lie
I just break the promise

It aint time yet
For this concept
Its too cold play
It aint clocks yet

Im a scienctist
But im side tracked
im too focused
On where to rhyme at

But the side tracks
Is where I rhyme at
I always go left
When I write back

Hook:

These words
These words
are so viegn
im so viegn

These words
These words
are so viegn
im so viegn

And all we know
we know
Is so false and untrue
What about you

I sleep lovely
But that’s funny
Cause I sleep alone
On a love seat

I am ugly
But im unseen
So I cant see
How you judge me

You don’t like the sound
But its catchy
If you catch the sound
With your black feet

This is practically
Too complicated
This is kid stuff
Im so calculated

Its for white kids
Who talk brown now
This for black folk
Who shop down town

It’s a system
So how its missing something
It’s a recipe
Written clumsily

It aint saying nothing
Im just saying something
Im a Ragan baby
That’s just sayin something

Economically
Im a zomby
With the words I speak
Honestly

These words
These words
are so viegn
im so viegn

These words
These words
are so viegn
im so viegn

And all we know
we know
Is so false and untrue
What about you

Manhattan Hears A Who (Prod. By M.I.K.E SEE)

Written By: Manhattan

Cry…
I hear them cry…
I hear them cry…
I hear them cry..

I hear them cry…
I hear them cry, cry
Cry…
Cry…

You hear them talking don’t cha
So what they saying, nothing
If they don’t say this loader
That leads to assumption

This could get ugly hommie
Oh who they slinging mud at
Im georgous ,The rawest
Adore me, im flawless

So busy at buzzing
They never get nothing done
Damn
We over here cooling

Got nothing to do
With the music
We artist at heart
Its not an illusion

You smoke in the mirrors
We coke on the mirrors
Designer drugs for the new user
You hate me…screw it…pay me…we do this

Hook:

I hear them cry…
I hear them cry…
I hear them cry..

I hear them cry,
cry
Cry…
Cry…

Regaurdless we are this
No call for a conference
No need for a speech or
A sit-down, the conflict

Is more like
a sit-com…Within this office
Yes the
memo Hot off the…the presses

see we the original
bringers of swagger
these niggers
is trynna Xerox

the heat rock I cook up
remind you of something
like hustle
but so beneath us

from industry drama
to bitches in Malibu
we supply the topics
im young and im black too…listen, mirra.

Cry…
I hear them cry…
I hear them cry…

I hear them cry, cry
Cry…
Cry…

I hear them say their stronger
I hear you say their right
They say they’ve got my number
I say I hear them cry.

Discography

Live From the Glitter Dome