New Religion Lyrics

[Intro/Kramer & Jerry Seinfeld]
I'm completely changing the configuration
You're not going to believe it when you see it
What are you doing?
Levels ...
Levels?
Yeah, I'm going to build, levels

You ain't seen shit like this
Legend in the making, you gonna reminisce
Cocktail parties, even tell your kids
On that fine evening, all that freak shit we did
And those kids nah baby, they ain't mine
Made ladies Gaga, I ain't Akon
No baby, just trying to put my snake on
Something tonight got her bagged by the eighth line
You showed up, barely dressed
Car service, circle 'round LES
It's all worth it to relieve that stress

See your man lurking girl delete my texts
Call some girlfriends, call Susan
Call Janet, tell her what we doing

I didn't plan the club to getting ruined
No catches are standing calls in the new sense
You ain't need them thats my two sense
You work so hard and it's proving
Feels like all your cash go to him
Order some drinks get under the influence
Yeah, and let it flow, I don't put the pussy on top of pedestals
Put it in the pretzel on top my testicles

Made it in the nice way, thought I'd let you know
You know what we doing, whiskey for communion tonight
I take away your pain girl
Baptize you in champagne yea its only right

Cause I'll be your, your new religion
Yes I'll be your, your new religion
The city's your church, I pray you're sinning
Cause I'll be your, your new religion

Oh, you thought we was done with it?
Nah, young and up and coming shit
Tell them that we running in
Now its cool to like Cue, ain't that such a switch
I can smell the hate on top of my upper lip
Upper echelon, and they wonder who snuck us in
Thats the bomb all their stocks are plummeting
Put it on the telecom me and you fucking in
The bathroom, fucking in the bathroom
Tell all your girlfriends, you'll be back soon
Love it when the titties swang, I'mma make her Chiddy Bang
Oops, I mean kitty bang, No Xaphoon

Late night, sleeping half past noon
Take pipe, safe flight gotta leave that soon
Bar hoppin, we all hop in'
Meat district bitches high off that John Stockton
Song come on and all of us wildin'
Vixens lip-licking and nail filing
So surprising we see new horizons
Now I'm vibing try and get inside them

I don't fight over pussy shit too common
I ain't been hiding, I've been grinding, money stacked, piling
Til I'm Richard Branson with a pilot to flying me to my own island

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This song is produced by Party Supplies & Just Blaze, and is currently not on any album. At the beginning of this song it has an audio clip from Seinfeld, Kramer talking about building “levels” in his apartment.
The song talks about starting a new “religion” which could be talking about his type of music. Oncue is a new type of genre in the rap game, although many would label him rap if you listen to a lot of his songs you will see there is another side fused with his music.

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