No Malice - Hello New World lyrics

[Hook - Pharrell Williams] Hello new world, here we come On them Twinkie trains, with the hood screaming We on our way Can't forget where I come from So I extend my hand to my man screaming "I'm on my way!" Yes I rap, but best believe Them things still get wrapped by Papi screaming "It's on its way!" I can't wait for the next n***a From my hood to say Lookout world, I'm on my way [Verse 1 - Pusha T] I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote See, I was 16, eyes full of hope Bagging up grams at the Hyatt, doe The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (Ohhh!) At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama f**in plenty b**hes while ducking the baby mama I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry "Say yes!" n***as hear the "eghck" and they know it's me Make ‘em sick to their stomach how they s'posta be Sippin on a 50 foot yacht, n***a, motion free Ocean in my backyard where its s'posta be Funny how my neighbors don't think its where I'm supposta be They think I'm cuter in jail But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roof's on the SL And that even come off, so that would mean I'm visiting New world, I hope y'all listening, envisioning [Hook] [Verse 2 - Malice] This goes out to my A-alikes that hang out on them corners Who rock Air Nike's, hustlers' way of life In white T's, constantly, ducking from Ds Pumpin that D arm, readily, waiting to squeeze Who stay cookin, stay lookin, over they shoulders Holdin them boulders, tryin to avoid central booking I ain't coming at ‘cha quote, unquote "Famous Rapper" Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live But this information I must pa** to the homies If hustling is a must be Sosa, not Tony We can all shine; I want your wrist lit like mine Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine Foreign cars, stick shift, 6 gears like mine Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting You from behind that gla**, while you away, sentencing But the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life [Hook] [Interlude - Grimey] Yo, what up, what up This is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk Just want y'all to know its about time for us to come up and make a change man They keep tryin' to keep us down, but that ain't the way to be man It's about time for us to get it together man Ery'body else get they sh** together Why the n***as can't get they sh** together, and get they money together Hustlers come together with hustlers Know what I'm sayin This ain't just for the playas in VA This for playas all over the world This Grimey [Verse 3 - Pusha T] Times-a-wasting, n***as doin so much hatin Free ya heart, and show ya greatness I, like you, had to come from up under the basement Just like you, had Satan tryin my patience Still you look at me through jealous eyes I wish to see all my n***as rise up! Get that money, put them 9s up Piggy-back out the ghetto ‘for times up! n***as rush! [Hook]