New World

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Put the mic on

Alright, c'mon

Yeah, yeah, ayo

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Feelin' like Outkast, lay the stank on ya

Brothas giving dap, trappin' on the street corners

Bitches wavin' "Hi" in the next man's ride

'Cause she know she gotta pay them bills, trickin' on the side

And the kids seen so many stepfathers is alive

Drinkin' all the Kool-Aid, fuckin' up the vibe

Man, there's so many parents just don't understand

How to raise a child, educate 'em, teach 'em how to stand

And not to be a follower, people were like toddlers

When there's no love, the heart becomes more hollower

Then you wanna be alone, the mind becomes shallower

The weak ones hang theyself, don't let this life demolish ya

Uh, we can dominate the world with a plan

Stand next to each other then we hold hands

Brothas and sistas (Hey, young world)

Take it all with a grain of sand

[Chorus: Eamon]

It's a deadly circumstance

From simply getting by, uh

It's a brainwashed straw man

To keep you ill-advised, woo-ooh

It make a smart man stupid

And turn a rich man foolish

We got to man up, stand, up, hands up

Woo-ooh

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]

See brothas get murdered over dice games

Bullets started to fly when the nights came

You got a bad chick and a nice chain

Be careful, them niggas right over there got nice aim

Catch you for a lot or a little bit

It really doesn't matter 'cause the babies gotta deal with it

Opioid epidemic, so DM with no recollection

Body last found in the place where they people left 'em

The babies got it harder then ever

They calling them the internet babies

Microwave cell phone towers, fake food

Red meat makes the state of mind crazy

Police killing brothas like it's okay

It's like a modern-day slavery

Everybody stand, up man Up

Don't let these wild beasts break us down

And put they hands on us

[Chorus: Eamon]

It's a deadly circumstance

From simply getting by, uh

It's a brainwashed straw man

To keep you ill-advised, woo-ooh

It make a smart man stupid

And turn a rich man foolish

We got to man up, stand, up, hands up

Woo-ooh

[Outro: Eamon]

Save them children from the pry

Whole world

Show them nothing stops them but that same ol' lie

May God save that child

From this world so foul

I want a new Earth, new world, woo-ooh