It’s the New

Lyrics

[Intro: Royce da 5'9"] Let's go (Bar Exam 2, nigga!) Oh! Yeah (Green Lantern) Hoh! Hoh! (It's a fucking invasion, you bastards!) This ain't 'Ye, it's more like AIDS This ain't James it's more like a trade and you more like Wade And I ain't playin', I'm more like Cuban Not the cigar, Mark; introducing... [Hook: Jay-Z sample] (It's the new!) Best rapper alive, best rapper alive Best rapper alive, best rapper alive [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] Naw, this ain't Wayne, it's more like Pain And I ain't talkin' bout with T-dash in front I'm more like needin' rehab for months Hock and spew lyrics On Dr. Drew's spirit until he has the mumps Drunk, that's if I can put it in one word My niggas that ain't with all the drinkin', they want herb So even though the car plush The ashtray full of dark butts Like we rollin' up lookin' for Yung Berg Top off, bitch in the front, domin' me up 'til my rock soft Either that or she gon' get lockjaw Stop? Naw! If she come up for air, I cut her of Like Jesse Jackson with a hand on Barack's balls Ahh-aww! Nigga, it's me! Jumper movie in the flesh straight from It'ly Five series, six series Benzes Fuck them little C's, I'm on some ole Maino shit Throw everything at you but the kitchen sink till I plug you It's goin' down, I'm on some ole Draino shit (Oh!) I'm the Rich Po, not so, the flow spells gospel Book you for a show and turn your hotel to hostel (It's an invasion!) This ain't Luda, it's more like Shooter Better yet, Shot Ya, Pac or Big Poppa? [Hook: Jay-Z sample] (It's the new!) Best rapper alive, best rapper alive Best rapper alive, best rapper alive [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"] This ain't Jay, it's more like sprayed The kind that confuse kindness with polite play My bitch got two midgets in the bra And a nose like a vacuum, she live by the Snow White way Fuck Forbes, fuck money till they put some black heads In them motherfuckers like they come from pores Hip-hop is alive, my nigga, come for yours (Yes!) I got the hood open, attached to jumper cords (Yes!) Alone in the mirror, rub-a-dub-dub I ain't the game (I ain't the game) Even though I don't belong in this era (Green Lantern!) I'm tryin' to take shit past Nas, Jay, Shady & Dre shit Shout out to the Doc, I'm tryin' to find patience (Woo!) Lookin' like I'm pacin', like hello, say hello to me I elbowed my way into niggas' conversations I don't write rhymes, I commit death threats This my new name if you ain't guessed yet! [Hook: Jay-Z sample] (It's the new!) Best rapper alive, best rapper alive Best rapper alive, best rapper alive [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"] Yeah! (Yes) This ain't Fif, it's more like a gift A bottle of Cris, on side of a sip or a quality lick (Ahh!) I'm the shit, you try to be sick I be ridin' with silenced machine guns While you be tryna be Tip (Ahh!) I'm still hood, I move, minus the bus pass (Yeah) Out with the poverty in with the new deluxe pad This black nina told me I'm a black leader (Uh-huh) That's why I be preachin' like David Banner Minus the mustache (Haha) But I ain't runnin' from nothin' as long as rappers is runnin' They receive death from a sentence like capital punishment The flows is mean, I make a nigga lean Like puttin the word "meth" in between "pro" and "-zine" Your bitch sprung right after my dick, go fish I leave her numb like a tongue after a coke kiss (Yeah!) I'm focused, I spit madness, you niggas is borin' You at a level orange with your bitch-ass-ness (How?!) Plots is thickenin' and I care about rappers Bout as much as I care to see Terrance and Rocski bickerin' Watch is sickenin', Glocks specifically hot I'm trippin', is you with me or not? [Hook: Jay-Z sample] (It's the new!) Best rapper alive, best rapper alive Best rapper alive, best rapper alive