New Era I Own

[Verse 1]
This a new era, I own it
Name in they mouth, they don’t clone it
Whole scene shook when I rolled in
Turned every closed door to an opening
Used to get skipped in the scroll
Now they quote my bars like a scroll
You can keep chains, I want control
Whole game in my palm, that’s the goal (yeah)
[Chorus]
This a new era, I own hip hop (own it)
Crown on my head, it’ll never drop (never)
No one can spit what I spit when I talk (uh)
I don’t just walk in the lane, I chalk the block
This a new era, I own hip hop (I do)
Words so sick that the room feel hot (woo)
No one can spit what I spit, just stop
You can try your best but you not this top
[Verse 2]
I don’t do cap, I do facts
Turn one line to a whole new map
Turn one verse to a full collapse
Of your top five list, I subtract (gone)
I was outside in the cold
Turned every loss into gold
You hear my voice, you feel bold
I write futures in these flows (yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
This a new era, I own hip hop (own it)
Crown on my head, it’ll never drop
No one can spit what I spit when I talk
I don’t just walk in the lane, I chalk the block
This a new era, I own hip hop (new wave)
Words so sick that the room feel hot
No one can spit what I spit, just stop
You can try your best but you not this top (nah)

rap, Aggressive trap-rap banger, male vocals; dark, spacious keys over heavy 808 bounce and sharp hi-hats. First verse tight and punchy, chorus hook chanted with layered gang vocals, second verse doubles intensity with ad-libs and ad-libbed echoes. Mix keeps vocal upfront and raw, subtle risers into each hook for maximum impact., hip hop