Lyrics Brett on the Beat – NEW GODZ | New Today Lyrics

Verse 1: (red jac)
Me and the coup have the red seat
You ain’t seen this in a century
Watchin’ this too elementary
I’m sherlock you stupid they ain’t even met me
No way for them to forget me
‘cuz damn we be leaving a legacy
Try to assassinate, we’ll step against thee
You will be dead in the next week

Kings of the old and the new too
Artists like us therе are too few
Proverbs likе these to amuse you
He huntin’ you harder than kung fu
We be the kings of the new school run up on you we go pew pew go take a look at your meal you
Yeah that’s you know we gon’ kill you

Pre hook: (red jac)
Typical tyrants put you in a silent been you is climbing that we are providing the channel to violence so mind us my resent all my infinite knowledge and you cannot challenge that we are the

Hook
Three kings, one song
Do they, no wrong
New godz, new godz. new godz, new godz
Smite you, so strong
Kneel down, to the
New godz, new godz. new godz, new godz

Verse 2: (big d)
Buildin’ my empire from nothin’
They diss while i just be fuckin’
Yo girl she beggin’ for lovin’
The next day i’m with her cousin
Comin’ down immortal, walkin’ through the portal
To me this shit is normal
The fear you feel is mortal
Cha-ching what’s that noise? got so much bling im one of the boys
Nameless king, you are diminished four more bars and then i’m finished
Open the gate i’m wearing chinos eating fritos cheetos doritos
Robert de niro i’m running casinos, hop in new whips like el camino

Pre hook: (red jac)
Typical tyrants put you in a silent thats been a new climate that we are providing the channel to violence so mind us my finest resent all my infinite knowledge and you cannot challenge that we are the

Hook
Three kings, one song
Do they, no wrong
New godz, new godz. new godz, new godz
Smite you, so strong
Kneel down, to the
New godz, new godz. new godz, new godz

Verse 3: (greasy g)
Oooh
Outer space we hop out the ship
Molly gonna take you on a trip
Ask your shorty where she never been
She don’t wanna come back down again
I’m the butcher, cut two men in half like ashton kutcher
Rap game bleach gonna need a little whitening
Girl tryna ride on top greased lightning
I’m a king
I’m a sultan
I’m a god
Me no consulting, these rhymes are assaulting your ears are revolting
I’m molten we fire, your bitch dont desire
This power, we gather, ‘cause your lives don’t matter
If you try to roast me, the room fills with laughter

Hook:
Three kings, one song
Do they, no wrong
New godz, new godz. new godz, new godz
Smite you, so strong
Kneel down, to the
New godz, new godz. new godz, new godz