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NEWBLACKPANTHERS
Hip-Hop/Rap
NEWBLACKPANTHERS was released on August 5, 2026 by St.Rembrandt as a part of the album GRAFFITI
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Release DateAugust 5, 2026
LabelSt.Rembrandt
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Abstract
Abstract
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Johnson
Tyler Johnson
Songwriter
jameson williams
jameson williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Johnson
Tyler Johnson
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Walk across the desert, man ain't shit for me a hassle
Who done got the keys to my castle
1000 mile caravan, golds what broke the back of the camel
Metal face czar, I'm king Baldwin up in battle
It's hard to sympathize, the czar got plenty wives
Emperor Abstract, turn a Queen into concubine
Thousand year swag but you copy mine
This retaliation, you gone need more pocket knives
Broke the chains tryna break old habits
Cant knock the chip off of my shoulder, got on my leather jacket
Asking my brother like what's today's mathematics
Tell em "peace god" while I'm lifting up the chalice
Know that my orisha got me through the middle passage
Stole every ounce of my swag and I still made classics
Ain't no coincidence **** spelled backwards is saggin
Took my character, but they forgot about my passion
They gone throw the book at him, stamp his face on the front page
Of the newspaper, after church the kids watch him hang
That's why they said come dressed in your Sundays best
Ain't wanna kick it with y'all **** anyway
Make a proud boy feel a ashamed
After this one they gone treat me like I'm ye
Don't cut me off cuz I always got some more to say
You get a lil money then you get put in the sunken place
And if you don't believe me just look at OJ
In the land of free and the home of snakes
I'd rather be a martyr than a saint
Not every single hero wears a cape
Some gotta Afro, wear black shades with a beret
Fuck being brand new slaves
New black panthers
This our anthem
First thing first, RIP Fred Hampton
Man I'm just a creole **** out louisiana
Fuck up the economy, my pilgrimage to Mecca
I got beef with the Greeks but my **** still stepping
Bury me with my bad bitch, the coffin double decker
Im writing my raps in Arabic, the pen made out of feather
Man I'm chillin, my Barretta Scott King up on the dresser
PhD up in this bitch man you speaking to a professor
Fuck Vlone, the only V I know stand for vendetta
Televise the revolution all the way from Timbuktu to Selma
400 horses, it done turned to a pole star
Now I whip the motherfucker like it's a go kart
If I get a lil hungry I might eat me a gold bar
Shout out the sultan and the king I gotta thank my co-stars
All my **** tougher than tow bars
If he talk, put him in a toe hold
Ain't even tryna show off
Hard as an iron wrench mixed with some golf balls
The czar balling so hard and it ain't even the playoffs
In the land of free and the home of snakes
I'd rather be a martyr than a saint
Not every single hero wears a cape
Some gotta Afro, wear black shades with a beret
Fuck being brand new slaves
New black panthers
This our anthem
First thing first, RIP Fred Hampton
Man, I'm just a creole **** out louisiana
Walk across the desert, man ain't shit for me a hassle
Who done got the keys to my castle
1000 mile caravan, golds what broke the back of the camel
Metal face czar, Im king Baldwin up in battle
It's hard to sympathize, the czar got plenty wives
Emperor Abstract, turn a Queen into concubine
Thousand year swag but you copy mine
This retaliation you gone need more pocket knives
Written by: Tyler Johnson, jameson williams
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