New World
Clipse/Pharrell Williams Lyrics
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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!"
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote
See I was 16, eyes full of hope
Bagging up grams at the Hyatt though
The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (oh!)
At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama
Fucking plenty bitches while ducking a baby mama
I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry
"Say yes!" Niggas hear the "yugh!" and they know it's me
Make 'em sick to their stomach how they supposed to be
Sipping on a 50 foot yacht, nigga, motion free
Ocean in my backyard where its supposed to be
Funny how my neighbors don't think it's where I'm supposed to 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
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!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
This goes out to my A-alikes that hang out on them corners
Who rock Air Nikes, live a hustler's way of life
In white tees, constantly, ducking from Ds
Pumping 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 pass 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, six gears like mine
Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting
You from behind that glass, while you away, sentencing
'Cause the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life
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!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
Yo, what up, what up
This is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk
Just want y'all to know it's about time for us to come up and make a change, man
They keep tryna keep us down, but that ain't the way to be, man
It's about time for us to get it together, man
Everybody else put they shit together
Why the niggas can't get together, put they money together?
Hustlers come together with hustlers, know what I'm saying?
This ain't just for the playas in VA
This for playas all over the world, this is Grimey
Time's a-wasting, niggas 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 niggas rise up! Get that money
Put them 9's up
Piggy-back out the ghetto 'for times up! Niggas rush!
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!"
Can't wait for the next nigga
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
The opening line of "Straight crushing you" sets the tone for Clipse and Pharrell Williams' song "New World." In the pouring, hard-hitting beats, the lyrics speak of the reality of life for young men in the inner city – lots of hustling, gang violence, and living la vida loca, albeit unwillingly. While rapping about his secret drug operation, Clipse explains his dreams of getting away from his poverty-ridden reality and building a life with all the trappings of success. The lyrics of the song convey a sense of hope and determination, as if to say that, despite their current situation, the future holds the promise of better things.
The "Twinkie" trains in the chorus symbolize the hope and excitement of a new beginning – of leaving behind their old life and forging ahead to a better future. The words "can't forget where I come from" convey the duality of the struggle: to rise up and to remember the roots and struggles of the past. The line "Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains, with the hood screaming, 'We on our way,'" is Clipse and Pharrell Williams' announcement to the world that they've arrived, that they're unstoppable, and that they're committed to taking the world by storm.
Line by Line Meaning
Straight crushing you
We're going to crush anyone who stands in our way
Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
We're coming to conquer the new world in style
With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
Our community is excited and supportive of our success
Can't forget where I come from
I won't forget my roots and the struggles that got me here
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
I'm reaching out to my friends from the old days to bring them with me on my journey
Yes I rap but best believe
My rap career hasn't changed my other responsibilities
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
I'm still dealing drugs and moving product to make money
Can't wait for the next nigga
I'm excited for the next person from the hood to make it big
From my hood to say, "Look out world, I'm on my way"
I want more people from my community to succeed
I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote
My music is inspired by the beat and I write my lyrics accordingly
See I was 16, eyes full of hope
I had big dreams at a young age
Bagging up grams at the Hyatt though
I was selling drugs at a fancy hotel to make money
The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (oh!)
I downplayed the severity of selling drugs by comparing it to a soft drink
At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama
I had to keep my drug dealing secret from my family and avoid getting caught
Fucking plenty bitches while ducking a baby mama
I was having sex with many women while trying to avoid having a child with any of them
I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry
I discovered my passion for rapping and writing lyrics
"Say yes!" Niggas hear the "yugh!" and they know it's me
People recognize my unique sound and voice in my music
Make 'em sick to their stomach how they supposed to be
I'm making people jealous of my success
Sipping on a 50 foot yacht, nigga, motion free
I'm enjoying the luxury lifestyle that comes with success
Ocean in my backyard where its supposed to be
I'm living in a beachfront mansion
Funny how my neighbors don't think it's where I'm supposed to be
People don't expect someone from my background to achieve this level of success
They think I'm cuter in jail
Some people might prefer to see me fail and go to jail instead of succeeding
But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roof's on the SL
The only time I feel trapped is when the roof is on my luxury car
And that even come off so that would mean I'm visiting
I can even remove the roof of my car to feel free while driving
New world, I hope y'all listening, envisioning
I hope people are inspired by my story and can see themselves achieving success too
This goes out to my A-alikes that hang out on them corners
I'm speaking to people in my community who are still struggling and hustling on the streets
Who rock Air Nikes, live a hustler's way of life
People who dress in expensive sneakers and live a dangerous, illegal lifestyle
In white tees, constantly, ducking from Ds
Wearing plain white t-shirts and avoiding the police
Pumping that D arm readily, waiting to squeeze
Holding onto a gun and ready to use it if necessary
Who stay cookin', stay lookin over they shoulders
People who are always on guard and watching their backs
Holdin them boulders, tryin to avoid central booking
Holding onto large amounts of drugs and trying to avoid getting arrested
I ain't coming at 'cha, quote-unquote "famous rapper"
I'm not trying to criticize other successful rappers
Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live
Some rappers try to change their message and preach positivity after becoming famous
But this information I must pass to the homies
I have important advice to share with my friends in the community
If hustling is a must, be Sosa, not Tony
If you have to sell drugs, be like Al Capone (aka Sosa) who ran a successful business, not Tony Montana who died in the end
We can all shine, I want your wrist lit like mine
We can all achieve success and wealth
Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine
I want others to have just as much flashy jewelry and accessories as I do
Foreign cars, stick shift, six gears like mine
I want everyone to have the same luxury sports cars as me
Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting
I want everyone to be successful and make their mothers proud
You from behind that glass, while you away, sentencing
I don't want anyone to end up in jail and separated from their loved ones
'Cause the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life
The justice system is harsh and imprisons people for their whole lives
Yo, what up, what up
Greetings
This is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk
Introducing the singer
Just want y'all to know it's about time for us to come up and make a change, man
It's time for our community to achieve success and make a positive impact
They keep tryna keep us down, but that ain't the way to be, man
People are trying to hold us back, but we won't be defeated
It's about time for us to get it together, man
We need to work together to succeed
Everybody else put they shit together
Other communities have already succeeded and we need to catch up
Why the niggas can't get together, put they money together?
Why can't we work together and invest in our own community?
Hustlers come together with hustlers, know what I'm saying?
We need to unite and work together to succeed
This ain't just for the playas in VA
This message applies to anyone in a similar situation, not just in Virginia
This for playas all over the world, this is Grimey
This message is for anyone who wants to succeed, from the singer Grimey
Time's a-wasting, niggas doin so much hatin'
We need to stop hating and start working together before it's too late
Free ya heart and show ya greatness
We need to overcome our negativity and show our potential for greatness
I, like you, had to come from up under the basement
I had to overcome obstacles to succeed, just like you
Just like you, had Satan tryin my patience
I faced tough challenges and temptation, just like you
Still you look at me through jealous eyes
Some people are envious of my success
I wish to see all my niggas rise up! Get that money
I want everyone in my community to succeed and make money
Put them 9's up
Hold onto your guns for protection
Piggy-back out the ghetto 'for times up! Niggas rush!
We need to escape the ghetto before it's too late and the police come rushing in
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Pharrell Williams, Gene Thornton, Terrence Thornton
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