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Ladies and germs I present to you
Some brand-new Junk Fu cause the rent is due
I know itâs been a couple years
Way more than a couple beers
And I been around more cash than I was ever near
Made a record for a major label that youâll never hear
Wonder how you get to be an A&R with severed ears
But I got a court order that says keep it under wraps
All I wanted was the fellas to say HO! Like Thundercats
Ladies say OW! Like they stubbed they toe
Just another case of that old â
Being held back by what you know
We back now with digital crack vials
We picking them facts out and laying 'em back down
Itâs a brand new floor, solid but itâs dusty
Working on that next level just gotta trust me
For now you can appreciate the view of the stars
Ain't no view of the bars, itâs all Jupiter, Mars
And on a clear night all you see is constellations
Watch the stars connect with no complication
Cause after all, this is a conversation
Not a confrontation, still Iâm contemplatin'
No rap without compensation
And yes you can consider that a confirmation
If it wasnât for a mic check I wouldnât have no debt at all
So next mic check Iâm stopping payment hey
REFRAIN
This is an invitation, come on rock with it
You are cordially invited to the mosh pitted
Itâs not happening? Start your own
Cause the odds are the scientists are far from home
We left the space party and came to your town
We did not come this far to not get down
So tell the sound man turn the speakers to the sky
Itâs a new definition of transmitting live
CHORUS
So get crazy, thatâs right it feels good
And they say we canât change
Well guess what? We still could
Itâs not beam me up
Itâs like come on down
Gotta speed things up
Thatâs why we make the sound
Itâs the middle of the night but the sun is sky high
Gonna watch the world transform in front of my eyes
No shade from the light donât know where to go
Standing at the intersection between fear and hope
And itâs not about making a choice, you got none
Itâs seeing that it is what it is and not running
So you could get laced to race fate, you gonna lose
You know the devil makes a killing off of running shoes
And I ain't talking 'bout no fire and brimstone
The sinners and the winners and the liars and nymphos
Iâm talking 'bout that part of yourself youâd rather hide
On the Eve of The Ides we need an Adam
I will eat that quince on the second go round
Cause itâs better than not knowing lest it goes down
And yes the flow sounds like itâs out of a cage
I be the rat-a-tat-tat that wake you out of your daze
And put you back in the mind state
To help with the crime rate
Iâm walking a fine line, but doing it my way
No Monday to Friday thatâs not how itâs working yo
Regular job got me feeling like Serpico
And everybody knows that he donât belong here
Like why in the world did you bring these songs here?
I donât even know itâs like a force of habit now
And I will back it up before Iâm forced to back it down
So check 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9
Next up in line with a heavyweight rhyme
Itâs Baje One Sage and he levitates fine
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CHORUS
And we â just might â make it â why not?
There is â just now
No such thing as the same new way
Cause it might be a brave new world
But itâs a brand new day