Текст песни Clipse - Hello New World

[Intro: Pharrell] Straight crushin' you! [Chorus: Pharrell] Hello, new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains With the hood screamin', "We on our way!" Can't forget where I come from So I extend my hand to my man, screamin', "I'm on my way!" Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped By papi, screamin', "It's on its way!" I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say, "Look out, world, I'm on my way!" [Verse 1: Pusha T] I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote, See, I was 16, eyes full of hope, Baggin' up grams at the Hyatt, though, The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke. (Ohhh!) At the same time, hidin' from mama, dodgin' the drama Fuckin' plenty bitches while duckin' the baby mama. I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry, Say-yes-niggas hear the "Yugh!" and they know it's me, Make ‘em sick to their stomach how they s'posed to be, Sipping on a 50 foot yacht, nigga, motion free, Ocean in my backyard where its s'posed to be, Funny how my neighbors don't think it's where I'm s'posed to be. They think I'm cuter in jail But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roof's on the SL, And that even come off, so that would mean I'm visitin' New world, I hope y'all listenin', envisionin'. [Chorus: Pharrell] Hello, new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains With the hood screamin', "We on our way!" Can't forget where I come from So I extend my hand to my man, screamin', "I'm on my way!" Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped By papi, screamin', "It's on its way!" I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say, "Look out, world, I'm on my way!" [Verse 2: Malice] This goes out to my a-alikes that hang out on them corners, Who rock Air Nikes, live a hustler's way of life, In white tees, constantly duckin from Ds, Pumpin' that D arm readily, waitin' to squeeze, Who stay cookin', stay lookin', over they shoulders, Holdin' them boulders, tryna avoid central booking. I ain't comin' at cha, quote unquote "famous rapper", Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live, But this information I must pass to the homies – If hustlin' is a must, be Sosa, not Tony. We can all shine, I want your wrist lit like mine, Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine, Foreign cars, stick shift, six gears like mine, Anything that keep mama from cryin', visitin' You from behind that glass, while you away, sentencin' 'Cause the judge is sayin', "Life!" like it ain't someone's life. [Chorus: Pharrell] Hello, new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains With the hood screamin', "We on our way!" Can't forget where I come from So I extend my hand to my man, screamin', "I'm on my way!" Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped By papi, screamin', "It's on its way!" I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say, "Look out, world, I'm on my way!" [Interlude: Grimey] Yo, what up, what up, this is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk. Just want y'all to know it's about time for us to come up and make a change, man. They keep tryin' to keep us down, but that ain't the way to be, man. It's about time for us to get it together, man. Er'body else put they shit together. Why the niggas can't get together, put they money together? Hustlers come together with hustlers, know what I'm sayin'? This ain't just for the playas in VA. This for playas all over the world. This is Grimey. [Verse 3: Pusha T] Times-a-wastin', niggas doin' so much hatin', Free ya heart, and show ya greatness. I, like you, had to come from up under the basement, Just like you, had Satan tryin' my patience. Still you look at me through jealous eyes, I wish to see all my niggas rise up, get that money, Put them 9's up, piggy-back out the ghetto ‘fore time's up, Niggas, rush! [Chorus: Pharrell] Hello, new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains With the hood screamin', "We on our way!" Can't forget where I come from So I extend my hand to my man, screamin', "I'm on my way!" Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped By papi, screamin', "It's on its way!" I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say, "Look out, world, I'm on my way!"
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