Lyrics Hedegaard – New World Old Money
Text:
Yo, listen, homie
Listen, homie
Listen, homie
Listen, homie, this the mission:
Munchin’ fried baloney, government cheese, paper plates
White rice covered with beans with tea on the side
Listen, homie, this the mission:
Make sure the lights work when we switch ’em
Whiter white or lukewarm
Not a wordsmith, good book tour, write hooks for
Abrams over Luke’s score
Listen, homie, this the mission: from back back in the kitchen
Mom and Daddy penny pinchin’
Car need a new ignition, and brake pads in the back
Back by any means a mutherfucker get it
Seen you in your dream of glory and grandeur
Better get your answers before they can stop us
The drug grease nicely for the palm of your handler
Slippin’ in the moment and forgettin’ big papa is
Speak with candor, go mind your manners, new world old money
The dope got antlers, too cold to stand around and answer
Don’t grow no show, too cold Costanza
Too cold Costanza, too cold Costanza
Don’t grow don’t show, too cold Costanza, cold Costanza
Too cold Costanza
Too cold
(New world, old money
New, new money…
New world, old money…)
Let me get lost in my headspace
Queen took the King to the boards, yelling «checkmate»
Clyde is the best mate, cut from the cuff link off of the coffin
Laugh if they cuff me
Let me get my head back, pullin’ out the weave
If they shootin’ heads, they protect the legacy
We ain’t never sleep, we been workin’ here for weeks
Weeks turn months, months to years, I see the enemy
But amongst your fear I see flight on a reflex
Red dye high in the sky, where the chief next
Teach your partner how to fly a yacht, getting sea legs
‘Round the world if you got the Glock, killing
?
Millions of people, billions of dollars in wealth
Fell asleep at the wheel, get in the car, try to sell
Spiteful cycles are bad for the kind of wealth
Now we know how grandmama felt
Speak with candor, go mind your manners, new world old money
The dope got antlers, too cold to stand around and answer
Don’t grow no show, too cold Costanza
Too cold Costanza, too cold Costanza
Don’t grow don’t show, too cold Costanza, cold Costanza
Too cold Costanza
Too cold
(New world, old money
New, new money…
New world, old money…)
