Thrilla

By Pro Era

Released on January 12, 2018

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[Pre-Chorus: Aaron Rose]

Too many niggas think that I will never be able to hold myself my nigga

But I was taught to never knock the [?] block and try to stain my wealth my nigga

We still getting money, I know you feeling funny

Everything I do is only for me, so I can’t help it if they love me


[Chorus: Aaron Rose]

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised, yeah


[Verse 1: Aaron Rose]

It’s been a while since I really spoke

Never thinking out loud but I’m finna go

Send Jack on the track, shit is critical

Give it through the halls when I talk like Arsenio

'Cause I got some niggas thinking I'ma really flop

Hov wasn’t the realest until B.I.G. stopped

Y’all be cooking on the stove but I'm really hot

Sickest with the flow so you knows it was really snot

It’s my time and I will not stop

I got a stock full of bread, so the pigeons a flock

I got a squad so ill that we still ain’t drop

So just wait for the wake, that’s a millie a pop

I’m saying none of you niggas is fucking with us

Fuck a Ike, I beat the beat up Tina looking to fuck

I been slaughtering daughters, ménageing with twins

Throw 'em back to the sea when I fin

Like the sign of the Pisces, I'm swimming

Stroke back stroking bitches, I’m drowning in women

You niggas ain’t nothing

I explode like it’s Nagasaki, when I’m in the throat

I ain’t copping choppas, I ain’t copping flows

I just put on for my niggas like it’s clothes

I been shining so bright while you niggas stroke

Fuck a light bulb, my electric flow

We shocking niggas so they know the pain

When they stay in the field like it’s Notre Dame

I know Roc-a-fellas, I say no to Dame

I got Pro propellers, we be over planes

Them other niggas be way over played

Call me Cobain when I splatter brains

Free Brisco, yeah that’s the gang

Better let 'em loose before we break the chain


[Pre-Chorus: Aaron Rose]

Too many niggas think that I will never be able to hold myself my nigga

But I was taught to never knock the [?] block and try to stain my wealth my nigga

We still getting money, I know you feeling funny

Everything I do is only for me, so I can’t help it if they love me


[Chorus: Aaron Rose]

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised, yeah


[Verse 2: Nyck Caution]

Lo and behold, I get the vision, all that manifest it

Not because it was given, I hit the gas to get it

I’m Iverson with this practice shit, not to act pretentious

It’s like I’m born with this rhythm, this ain’t no accident it's

Nyck flicked the wrist, I took a risk

What a life, it’s been paying off ever since

Yeah of course, it’s been some forks in the road

Tried to tell me no but I ain’t listen

They told me I should sit in the back

Sitting complacently comfortable, I was starved

And now I replace steak for the lunchables, that they tried to give me

Tried to treat it like if I didn’t eat what they presented, I would never eat

Not the type to ever taste what I didn’t have to hunt for

I rather save my appetite and bite when I get it right

Giving you advice, reach don’t let anybody limit you in life

You know I got to reach for the stars, rip through the sky

Thrilla in Manila, the greatest of all time

Flow like a butterfly, hover like the mother ship

I’ll be in the clouds if anybody was wondering

Used to shoot me down, laughed at all my undiscovered shit

But you ain’t dreaming big if nobody making fun of it


[Pre-Chorus: Aaron Rose]

Too many niggas think that I will never be able to hold myself my nigga

But I was taught to never knock the [?] block and try to stain my wealth my nigga

We still getting money, I know you feeling funny

Everything I do is only for me, so I can’t help it if they love me


[Chorus: Aaron Rose]

Like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised, yeah


[Outro: Aaron Rose]

Too many niggas think that I will never be able to hold myself my nigga

But I was taught to never knock the [?] block and try to stain my wealth my nigga

We still getting money, I know you feeling funny

Everything I do is only for me, so I can’t help it if they love me

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised

Feel like the Thrilla in Manila, we like heavyweights

The realest niggas from the city, Brooklyn born and raised, yeah