Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New Era , by - Joell Ortiz. Song from the album Human, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Roseville
Song language: English
New Era |
| 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| Spank whoever feel like their knuckle game do better |
| Bitches try to bag me, I never chase pussy |
| And we could never be family, I don’t relate, pussy |
| I still hop off trains then hop on planes, yeah every single state book me |
| Word to my chain, a nigga ain’t book me |
| Learn the name, rookie |
| Ayo, I think my new AK’s JO |
| Everything I rhyme cook yayo |
| I grew up on the opposite side, I’m not you |
| My niggas brought them choppers outside for Fox News |
| Knock on the door, Rasta’s inside, the pot move |
| Roll up an L of chocolate Thai and |
| Me and play Monopoly, my property gone |
| I lost him before I knew how to properly mourn |
| I do my rappin' nowadays in apology form |
| Like I’m sorry, that shit that you’re rockin', that’s not what we’re on |
| 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| It’s real underneath this 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| It’s all real underneath this 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| Mama ain’t ever raise no fool or no sucka |
| Escape from who? |
| You’ve never been a threat |
| You pillow talk with birds and hover over green like vinaigrette |
| Suck another nigga’s dick to get a check |
| I check in hotels, kick off my checks and have disrespectful sex |
| That whip breakin' your neck, I coulda bought it, I don’t want it |
| And just cause son got it don’t mean that he could afford it |
| Lot of smoke and mirrors, feel like I’m walkin' all through a haunted house |
| First nigga jump out, I’ma drop him, y’all can record it |
| I stay camera ready, cause I don’t change for the cameras, ready? |
| Now watch me go pro on these amateurs |
| Hand steady, I race against Andretti |
| And 9.6 volt remote control cars with old Eveready |
| I’m too mothafuckin' grown, y’all too mothafuckin' petty |
| Y’all worried 'bout Barneys, I’m upstairs fuckin' Betty |
| Think I lie through raps? |
| Get smacked, boy I combine two hats |
| The nigga under this fitted’ll snap |
| 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| It’s real underneath this 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| 7 and a half Yank New Era |
| It’s all real underneath this 7 and a half Yank New Era |