So make way for the NEW new Era
The young heir apparent to inherit the debts of his parents
Arranged to be arraigned
Hip hop in hysterics
Steven Avery at the pulpit:
The system’s embarrassed
So tell me how you ‘tie him down’
All black - black ‘suit’ black shades black shoes
Bad dude
Attitude: I am vacuum-packed
Fresh

Tighter than a ziplock
Betta check the wrist-watch
I don’t give an ‘UCK’
You ain’t even worth the letter
GOOD! Fella Jerry Keller
Henry Hill the merry fella
Man I spray it quick I spit it slick
Only let you get out ‘F’
Subtle curses on these verses bet you wish had insurance
Before I wrap you in assurance
Call it ‘harvest season’ you may think this shit is ‘corn’-y
But-there’s a reaper in the fields:
Warning
Hook:
Oooohhh
Yea
So welcome to a new day
It feels great but the sun’s in my eyes
You know you gettin shade
If you come to my side

So make way for the king
New Era!
So make way for the king
New Era!
So make way for the king
New Era!
We just livin our dreams

Verse 2:
So hoopla hoorah
I ‘smoke’ em like a hookah who y’all
Runnin with the gran pumba
Sacrifical on this instrumental
Prey into the bass and then I leave ‘em at the temple
Shit you know I’m feelin sinful
Always had idols but I never had rivals
I never claimed wins I just claimed titles
Man the pen is slick the penmanship
Is intimate
I’m intricate
Walt Whitman whippin verses
Layin ‘service’ for the churches
“Hail Mary” where’s the black in him?
I stand for something greater
Acronyms
Ask for him
The boy with the hard flows
You know I give it to you RAW
No bar code
Hard flows posin with my soldiers on the front lines
You only front with lines I keep it blunt with mine pumpin nines
Thumpin with a thunder while they run and hide
Come and find
I’m driven with precision:
Advanced AI
Hook:
Oooohhh
Yea
So welcome to a new day
It feels great but the sun’s in my eyes
You know you gettin shade
If you come to my side

So make way for the king
New Era!
So make way for the king
New Era!
So make way for the king
New Era!
We just livin our dreams

Verse 3:
Runnin and gunnin on froters they hummin
We comin with somethin keep duckin and pumpin
You know you was frontin
You plundered the game
So now we back we takin aim
The lane has changed you lames the same
You blame the fame
Complain but play the same niche the same shit
The same tamed for fame shit
Forgot bout why you did it shit or who you even ya came with
So play me all your lame hits
Viction topped the playlist can’t believe we finally made it
Not bad for a bunch o dudes who started from the basement
So fade this
Hate rate it shade it
You could say we ain’t the greatest
But you’ll never say we faked it
Or say that we ain’t nameless
Hard work for that clickbait
‘Diarrhea' get your ‘shit-straight’
I’m Genji with a switch-blade
Now comin for ya rib-cage
Hook:
Oooohhh
Yea
So welcome to a new day
It feels great but the sun’s in my eyes
You know you gettin shade
If you come to my side

So make way for the king
New Era!
So make way for the king
New Era!
So make way for the king
New Era!
We just livin our dreams