Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New World , by - GemStonesRelease date: 04.05.2015
Song language: English
New World |
| Watching the stars bleach and carve their skin, got me wondering do I fit in |
| Hide my scars behind clothes, some say when you die |
| It’s the moment that your life begins |
| Keep running it’s a dead end road, let’s go we ain’t designed to win |
| If we not in charge why we fight so hard, I guess it’s just the pride of man |
| Everybody on your marks get ready get set go and we outta here |
| You could fly with god, if you die or starve |
| Run, run, run, run, run away |
| Obama’s gone how could you not have known who’s side you on |
| Pick a side, it’s either ours or the ones who fly the drones |
| Little size ticks and flies, some the size of homes |
| That swiftly glide through the friendly skies watching as we roam |
| The universe is infinite, surprise you not alone |
| Been at risk, nothing will survive don’t care how much we clone |
| Limit it, minutes tick before they pull us out our homes |
| Like immigrants, the son of god is sitting right beside the thrown |
| It’s limitless, times my mother couldn’t afford to buy a bone |
| Her gentle kiss, is what we looked forward to I call her phone and reminisce |
| Sounding like the cord is loose, hold on a sec I hear a glitch |
| Stones they been recording you stop talking so much and zip your lips |
| Predictions of the oracles, the world’s in the field of shift |
| I’m in and out of portal moves to different worlds is it a gift |
| Cursed because I’m a mortal fool who knows but rather plead the 5th |
| Because people think you crazy when u tell them u been seeing ships |
| Reptilians are real although I’ve never seen them shift |
| I got a friend who did what 85% think it’s a myth |
| The other 10% know but don’t care, the other 5% just keep it to themselves in |
| preparation for the big event |
| The living length of a black male living today, I give an inch |
| Smell the stench infected from the letter wrote by Willie Lynch |
| Ignorance is bliss the poor rejected by the filthy rich try your best to never |
| get infected by the filthiness |
| Those that’ll tattle tell don’t know |
| Those that have ties won’t tell a soul |
| Don’t sell your soul, Don’t sell your soul, Don’t sell your soul |
| There’s no amount of cries that hell won’t hold |
| The wells running dry the tales been told |
| Don’t sell your soul |
| Welcome to the new world |
| A lot of phone tapping |
| Lacking of homes having pappys |
| To attend the track meets |
| Federal drone tracking |
| System failing, no Medicaid for the sickle celling |
| Rich prevailing, Chem trailing, poisonous gas inhaling |
| Chance of a better day is in the river sailing |
| We get the tail end prestigious, building barricades beneath welding |
| Doomsday preparation, secret underground locations |
| We pledging to a flag of an un-united nation |
| Building birds secretly congregating |
| Where billionaires shape society to maintain every dime they making |
| God’s elite will unlock the combination |
| It’s a revelation |
| Mark of the beast and planted underneath the scar engravings |
| The TV watching, you watch every station |
| Love and Hip Hop’s got you blind, boy are we in for a rude awakening |
| Where’s the liberation |
| Population being controlled by a disease that’s boutta wipe out our whole |
| generation |
| Those that’ll tattle tell don’t know |
| Those that have ties won’t tell a soul |
| Don’t sell your soul, Don’t sell your soul, Don’t sell your soul |
| There’s no amount of cries that hell won’t hold |
| The wells running dry the tales been told |
| Don’t sell your soul |
| Welcome to the new world |