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New Generation (Radio Edit)
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Hip-Hop
New Generation (Radio Edit) was released on February 10, 2020 by Dock Street Records as a part of the album New Generation - Single
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Release DateFebruary 10, 2020
LabelDock Street Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2nd Generation Wu
2nd Generation Wu
Performer
Dontae Hawkins
Dontae Hawkins
Rap
Shakuan Smith
Shakuan Smith
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Graham
Kyle Graham
Songwriter
Dontae Hawkins
Dontae Hawkins
Songwriter
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Songwriter
Shaken Smith
Shaken Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yodi
Yodi
Producer

Lyrics

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
I stay on it, I be goin off
Big brain know-it-all
Never follow protocol
A poet flowing motor oil
Show me how to show em all
You don't gotta panic or get frantic
I'm as cool as the band on the Titanic
If you don't understand it you should pan across the planet in a hammock
Get your mind off that New York city transit
Now in Spanish
Mira gente, yo me gusta la calma y tranquilo
For my people and don't forget about karma
Uh
See imma do something that they only say they do (Do what?)
Steal your game, call you over, to play a game witchu (the fuck?)
I never lied but you bet I'm guessing my aim is true
Boy it's Baby Blue like no oxygen when I flame the booth
Sideburns, Wolverine
But I got my Sabretooth
In the grayish coupe, I got more than one like a Wayans spoof
Finally shot a gun, such power I got to aim and shoot
Gotta show respect like when older heads share the game witchu (Knowledge)
Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
It's P, I be the beast when trees roll
**** peep the wagon, catch shells through peep holes
I keep hoes on knees & foes on ten toes
My speech flow further than niles go
And my best shoes run on tracks that's my miles bro
My eyes low, mind's fried from getting too high yo
Told em I got the hook, wrote the verse so fuck it, I'm back spazzin'
Bargasm when I dip in the pocket you know what happened
Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
Hey, y'all can't fuck with Fifth like R. Kelly can't fuck with the kid
A drunk nanny **** lost his wig
I'm playing
Yeah ****
You know what the fuck time it is ****
Yo somebody better be rollin up right NOW
Need some muh fuckin weed in this bitch
**** came through, shitted all over this muh fucka
INTeLL
P
Really doe?
Like c'mon man
Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah
Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker
Written by: Clifford Smith, Dontae Hawkins, Kyle Graham, Shaken Smith
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