Neo-Golden Era

Yo yo, uh
Peace to the Golden Era
The Neo Golden Era

I was raised in a era where lyrics were a measure
Of who was really dope and who was crakin under pressure
Vultures kept their feathers hidden under their apparel
And the cypher was the proving grounds to go and test your mettle
I was born in Schenec a little north of the mecca
Allah Born, 518 the home town repper
I remember half my city was people from the city
Plus everybody growin up was into gettin gritty, uh
A pretty penny and a couple hundred more
Got the cocoa bread and beef pattie special at the store
Two for five mixtapes every single Wednesday
One for the bars and the other for the beats ayy

One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed
It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that
One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed
It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that

Many times I remember kickin it whenever
I ain't never felt burn like gettin roasted in December
Tried to battle Seriouz, he had me feelin furious
Rest in Peace kid, Hip-Hop is where his spirit is
Uh I used to catch the 55 Live to Albany
Sneakin into shows so I could see who was performing be
Standin on the sidewalk offer up a couple bogies and
Try to get a free tape and see where they recorded it
Yo a hot slice at the end of the night
Fed my hunger to write, before the pen came to life
It was clear that my goal was now focused in sight
That I would one day rock the crowd holdin the mic like

One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed
It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that
One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed
It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that

Yo, my first show was July of Oh Seven
Pauly's Hotel was like the gateway to heaven
I done came up with punk bands rockin with my brethren
X's on my hands and had to be done by 11
Progression, I've rocked shows all over the place
Whole crowds of new people lookin right at my face
I used to cup the mic to amplify my voice through the bass
But now I grip it by the handle, breathin in to keep pace uh
I'm gettin props from my elders
Young bucks hit me up n wanna rub elbows
Runnin with my peers, some ladies some fellas
Doin what I love n every one of them jealous, haha, yeah

One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed
It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that
One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed
It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that