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jesse howard - the new world lyrics
welcome to the new world
the new world
the new world
the new world
welcome to the new world
the new world
the new world
the new world
i’m on the song trippin several ways
when it’s h-lla paved the track got me spittin
sippin on this lemonade
i squash life’s lemons like there’s h-ll to pay
so it’s tart like sourpatch lemon taste
but sweet with the smell and taste when it fades
on to the next i stay swell and h-lla faded
like cauliflower ears under f-cked up fellas shades and…
check me out
i wanna be heard and not judged
judged by not words…
but loved and not spurred
this is not slurred
it’s just a path i walk with heavy boulder shoulders
i will not budge and not swerve
no grudge to flocks; “birds”
like some purp this is elevating
bomb sour d in a cellophane
and smells insane sh-t’s loud
rosa parks
outkast
holding stark
heart?
cuff lifted up
what’s not up in smoke i legalize
copyright this is love
like preposition
proposition 215
i made an era
but let me clear this up
clean
mr. clean on the beat
my bills should be rapped in a day
blast sh-t away like i’m “puff-puff p-ssin”
and rate better than average in grade gr-ss
when i ash sh-t and play it
pyromaniac
burning raps
laughing and playing it
but i’m one person not enough saying this
i just smile
turn emotion to meaning
every time i hear this
cleans and redeeming
n0body’s “picture perfect”
n0body like beyonce
i keep my cap up like chauncy
“bill-ups”
i remember that lesson
apply like mom say
leave a lane f-cked up
like i slid through a window on a sill
what?
i’m so peaceful you could call me malala
with that “speeding bullet” smoking
small needed “la la”
bye-bye to sorrows
“tomorrows” that’s dark
rainy days for foes it’s hard to swallow
ha ha
haters don’t get hate bad
just a flake brushed so “hey ya”
rewind the tape back to rate that
i cobra clutch mics to fix my elation
steady paced it’s fixed
i fix the asians
maybe on two channels
youtube and a few views to get me something; mammal
when they mate
two, two
lift it up too
checkmate mate
queen and king got this sh-t combined
you’re a bit late
i’m freshest mate when i’m on the mic spit mine
it’s fixed i fix the asians
fitting nations mentioned cases
education
installations
any mix of races’ faces
it’s instantaneous
i run my lapsed delay with this
pens ever at half my weight with this mic
mic slice like swords
for letters magistrate this sh-t
my lever on wax and b-ss and fit
burning raps in place
kick this run it back asics sh-t
since my 32’s like 64’s
i flip a switch
spit liquid writtens
like hydraulic bars
one end with two parts
like two cars on different trips my mic’s calling mars
heavenly leaning co-pilot with god
lifting weights to a throb
waiting for jobs spitting speech to my youngins
and not sweet like an onion
it’s real sl1ck sh-t
sl1ck rick fit business
i lift fist like it’s activist sh-t
it’s sick sh-t cannabis
sick kids
misfits
cure me
cancer is what i live with on the fm waves
i can’t get this
yo so house f-ggots check it out
it’s business so give shist
when my fist lifts for activist sh-t
i spit mixed with this swift written
detest mixed lessons for flexed fixed flexed fit headphones
i’m flexing
civilians eating feces to stop diarrhea?
secret hierarchies
silent profits i ain’t seeing with national coverage
gasping for truth drowning in numbers coverage
powerball
h-ll in vision
h-llen keller vision
towers fall
hear no see no evil
smell this? it piles tall
my sh-t making difference
it’s the new world
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