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[Intro]
Young Moolah baby
Happy music, happy people
Happy people
Everythingâs alright
Everything is alright
[Hook]
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We made it to a new day
Pop a bottle and celebrate
We done made it to a new day
Oh I take a hit and just elevate
Cause today will be a good day
I got my mind right money right, ready for war
Workinâ hard today for a better tomorrow
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Hey! blow the horns on âem
The sun is out, itâs a brand new day and it just dawned on âem
The smoke in here got âem floating just like in salt water
And break is fast, we got it cooking just like a short order
Feed the hands? birds cover the cheetah print
A jungle out there and the jail is the zoo that keep us in
Players in gators is crazy, we feel the need to rock âem
Furs coming in all different colors like Peter got âem
Killing yourself for a salary
Look ya line flatter than stomachs of the women thatâs running, watching them calories
Hope that we linking, we smoking and drinking casually
Cause life without living ainât nothing but a fallacy
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Say, whoâs that peekinâ in my window?
Is that sunshine? Is that one time?
Let tYhat sun shine through my living room
Hospitality is what Iâm giving you
Harsh reality is what Iâve been through
But Iâm not alone, ask her and him too
And they shall tell ya, ainât nothinâ better
Than the smell of a new day
And I know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark
And ya donât see what Heâs trying to show ya
And I know the wall may seem tall
But if we help each other I guarantee we get over
And once Iâm over, Iâll reach back for my brother
And pull him over as well
Keep our heads high and our noses wide open
Hopinâ for that new day smell
Love live life
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
Yea homie, I been away since I was 16
To tell âem what Iâm âbout to tell âem
So I need more than a 16
See Iâm the only son of Mary and Joe
So I gotta fulfill my purpose âfore Iâm buried, ya know
My momma say she having visions of me being a missionary
And the hood looking at me as a walking visionary
So I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine
And die like Pac in his prime
Or will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts
No tell a reaper, no buyout
Iâm good, I pray for a head to protect ya
And I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection
Still gotta watch my back, still watch my front home
Cause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on
So with that in mind, I just get higher
And pray to the higher Messiah, Iâm no liar
And they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory
But I got a lot of stuff that I donât wanâ remember see
Like when my homie? died
I like how I never seen a man cry âtil I seen Lance died
Never seen my pops cry âtil I seen my Grams died
And Iâm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too
And I wish I could hug her for mothers day too
And I feel the same way that you do
But we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us
And I donât want the Lord to ever frown down on us
I know that they really got power in a gun
But I also know that they got power in a tongue
So every time I speak, look I try to speak life
Yâall tweaking for broads, I tweak life
They said I was sâposed to die as a fetus
My momma said I? that Devil in the name of Jesus
So now Iâm here just to talk to yâall
Come and stroll with me homie, let me walk witâ yâall
Ten million ways to die so I chose
To get my life right by the end of the road
âFore my body in a casket and Iâm stiff and froze
âFore Iâm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes
Iâm here to tell you take heed to the warnings
School shootings, hurricanes, and global warming
Open ya Bibles up with no hesitation
BC was the Genesis, this is Revelations
So you better pick your destination
Tomorrow ainât promised, better pick your destination
Rest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?
Shit could be worse so Iâm feeling like Weezy
I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands
Take a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in Godâs hands, yea!
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