PRhyme, Dave East - Era lyrics
[PRhyme, Dave East - Era lyrics]
"How can you do this when you're
Spankin' brand new to this?"
"I'm the leader "
"I'm the leader of this game "
" Old school or new" " Old school or new"
Ugh, my predecessors never heavy lectured
(Never)
Daily messaged through the text, vexed
Toting extra (Toting)
Pedal-bike sales, bagging, pumping
Just tryna stretch it (Stretch)
Snipe your bitch
No Wesley double cup full of Texas (Pour up)
Back room
Project building with eight niggas talking
BAPE shop in Japan
Had a dream J Dilla called me (Ugh)
I paid attention to the Fugees
And I killed 'em softly
All-white, feeling Godly, I'm cloud-stepping
Don't bother (Ugh)
I take offense to disrespect
Over who lyrical, triple threat
Every move I'm making, all pivotal
(Every move)
Far from Biblical, I want threesomes
I need a chick or two
Polar bear stretched out in my living room
He from Alaska (Ugh)
No more masters
Had me spittin' with the Kiss voice
(Ha-HA) , raspy, but I'm classy
Knocking André and Big Boi
(yeah) , OutKast of my generation
I ain't never fit in (Never fit in)
Now, I'm blowing sour in clubs
I could never get in (Light up)
In Tokyo
Reminiscing on my cousin that overdosed
Seen a fiend so high
Thought he had caught the Holy Ghost
("Ahh!") catch a body in Harlem
Lay low out in the Poconos (yeah)
Watchin' Scarface
Wanted to be Alejandro Sosa though (Bow)
Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck
In the wrong fucking era
"Microphone check: one, two"
Like I'm a hostage 'cause I'm
In the wrong Goddamn era
"Microphone check: one, two"
You supposed to be the future! Of the world!
You supposed to be the future! Of the world!
"Microphone check: one, two"
Ugh! I drag individuals
Bragging on residuals
Divide jiggaboos while they
Flag is indivisible my estate is digital
How these rappers the hottest?
How you rappers the coldest? My
Fireplace is the ig uh-loo
Ooh, what you say is the truth
Then I salute you
De La Soul, I pop the Ruger and Posdnuos 'em
The extra extensive extent we've gone
To send you in witness protection
Exit with this throne
I can hit you niggas' ex
Or I can get you niggas X
Or I can get you niggas X-X TENCIÓN, ugh
Bitch, we not the same thing me?
I come from a different world
I flip you out your frame like Dwayne Wayne
Then hit your girl
Run up, bare-faced, broad day
The fuck I'ma wrestle for?
Leave your ass on Heaven's staircase
Touched at the chapel door
Fuck you your national anthem
That shit don't concern me
'Cause this your country
I'm smokin' Monte Cristo
Discussing Bitcoin and cryptocurrency
That's probably why white
People stay connected
My people stay corrected
White people stay protected
From the same dangers in life
That my people stay subjected
The USA got a race obsession
Hatred, I hope you know that's
Why I race my possessions
I treat my Porsche like Oprah
And my Wraith like Stedman errrrrrr!
Sometimes, I feel like I'm stuck
In the wrong fucking era
"Microphone check: one, two"
Like I'm a hostage 'cause I'm
In the wrong Goddamn era
"Microphone check: one, two"
You supposed to be the future! Of the world!
You supposed to be the future of the world!
"Microphone check: one, two"
PRhyme!
Spankin' brand new to this?"
"I'm the leader "
"I'm the leader of this game "
" Old school or new" " Old school or new"
Ugh, my predecessors never heavy lectured
(Never)
Daily messaged through the text, vexed
Toting extra (Toting)
Pedal-bike sales, bagging, pumping
Just tryna stretch it (Stretch)
Snipe your bitch
No Wesley double cup full of Texas (Pour up)
Back room
Project building with eight niggas talking
BAPE shop in Japan
Had a dream J Dilla called me (Ugh)
I paid attention to the Fugees
And I killed 'em softly
All-white, feeling Godly, I'm cloud-stepping
Don't bother (Ugh)
I take offense to disrespect
Over who lyrical, triple threat
Every move I'm making, all pivotal
(Every move)
Far from Biblical, I want threesomes
I need a chick or two
Polar bear stretched out in my living room
He from Alaska (Ugh)
No more masters
Had me spittin' with the Kiss voice
(Ha-HA) , raspy, but I'm classy
Knocking André and Big Boi
(yeah) , OutKast of my generation
I ain't never fit in (Never fit in)
Now, I'm blowing sour in clubs
I could never get in (Light up)
In Tokyo
Reminiscing on my cousin that overdosed
Seen a fiend so high
Thought he had caught the Holy Ghost
("Ahh!") catch a body in Harlem
Lay low out in the Poconos (yeah)
Watchin' Scarface
Wanted to be Alejandro Sosa though (Bow)
Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck
In the wrong fucking era
"Microphone check: one, two"
Like I'm a hostage 'cause I'm
In the wrong Goddamn era
"Microphone check: one, two"
You supposed to be the future! Of the world!
You supposed to be the future! Of the world!
"Microphone check: one, two"
Ugh! I drag individuals
Bragging on residuals
Divide jiggaboos while they
Flag is indivisible my estate is digital
How these rappers the hottest?
How you rappers the coldest? My
Fireplace is the ig uh-loo
Ooh, what you say is the truth
Then I salute you
De La Soul, I pop the Ruger and Posdnuos 'em
The extra extensive extent we've gone
To send you in witness protection
Exit with this throne
I can hit you niggas' ex
Or I can get you niggas X
Or I can get you niggas X-X TENCIÓN, ugh
Bitch, we not the same thing me?
I come from a different world
I flip you out your frame like Dwayne Wayne
Then hit your girl
Run up, bare-faced, broad day
The fuck I'ma wrestle for?
Leave your ass on Heaven's staircase
Touched at the chapel door
Fuck you your national anthem
That shit don't concern me
'Cause this your country
I'm smokin' Monte Cristo
Discussing Bitcoin and cryptocurrency
That's probably why white
People stay connected
My people stay corrected
White people stay protected
From the same dangers in life
That my people stay subjected
The USA got a race obsession
Hatred, I hope you know that's
Why I race my possessions
I treat my Porsche like Oprah
And my Wraith like Stedman errrrrrr!
Sometimes, I feel like I'm stuck
In the wrong fucking era
"Microphone check: one, two"
Like I'm a hostage 'cause I'm
In the wrong Goddamn era
"Microphone check: one, two"
You supposed to be the future! Of the world!
You supposed to be the future of the world!
"Microphone check: one, two"
PRhyme!