New Things
A new season is beginning, matter fact, it's just begun
Sometimes I write for impact, sometimes I write for fun
When it comes to this track it may just be the latter
But stay tuned, my next tunes may be a little fatter
That old school but that new wave, like a Macbook and a sensei
I bring the fire like a heatwave, the way's paved, better hit save and
Get ready for some new things
I hope you're ready for some new things
My entrance always making waves like Moses going backwards
Epic entrance on the spot like Batman flanked by bat herds
Cheesy puns all in my songs like Dari makin' mass curds
I lose my mind and then I find a brand new way to rap words
I go off on every track, now go play it back, it's all in the bag
that I call a sack, I tower like Shaq over everything whack, my own quarterback
Get ready for some new things
I hope you're ready for some new things
Never wanna make my music sound braggadocios
You know that method's spineless, call it osteoporosis
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Rhymes are so atrocious, boy you better know this
That if I'm on your iPod, all credit goes to my God
And every place I'll ever trod, is all His doing, it's not odd, so
Get ready for some new things
I hope you're ready for some new things... yeah
Sometimes I write for impact, sometimes I write for fun
When it comes to this track it may just be the latter
But stay tuned, my next tunes may be a little fatter
That old school but that new wave, like a Macbook and a sensei
I bring the fire like a heatwave, the way's paved, better hit save and
Get ready for some new things
I hope you're ready for some new things
My entrance always making waves like Moses going backwards
Epic entrance on the spot like Batman flanked by bat herds
Cheesy puns all in my songs like Dari makin' mass curds
I lose my mind and then I find a brand new way to rap words
I go off on every track, now go play it back, it's all in the bag
that I call a sack, I tower like Shaq over everything whack, my own quarterback
Get ready for some new things
I hope you're ready for some new things
Never wanna make my music sound braggadocios
You know that method's spineless, call it osteoporosis
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Rhymes are so atrocious, boy you better know this
That if I'm on your iPod, all credit goes to my God
And every place I'll ever trod, is all His doing, it's not odd, so
Get ready for some new things
I hope you're ready for some new things... yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Darius Mullin
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