Chorus

The Era: In yo city with a era lid, you know me and my team we on some savage shit, last men standing, burning niggas for the hell of it, on some soon to be legend shit!

Verse 1

Stelo: Change the game up came up spread the culture yeah they blame us, flying cross them states boy and I never got my chain tucked, levitated burning fools after I flame up, let them suckas tell it the game say that we change up.. we did.. cause the era back to back in this bitch running trainers we come through like the rangers, team caking no debating footworking we changing nations, kill the party see ya later I got combos for the haters.

Verse 2

Chief Manny: Back then they wasn't on me now I'm kinda hot so they sorta want me. Footwork shit change the game mann headed to the top on a plane mann, I don't smoke on the mary jane mann but them space cakes leave me dangling. Space cakes leave me dangling mann the space cakes leave me dangling. On occasion niggas be hating, I keep my eyes open cause they waiting for a nigga, to be lacking, but with them wukz shits we go skating on a nigga. I keep packing heat and them combos we'll go crazy on you niggas. So just stop it era gang teklife we go stupid.

Verse 3

P-Top: You get around to hit a round, north side my side of town. From the Ark to battlegrounds, damn you got me in it now. Hitting wurkz to the sounds, box me out that circle now. Footworking through the crowd Mfs better move around. Ghosting from side to side, I ain't trying hide the beast inside. Era gang we down to ride Era gang we down to ride. Me my niggas we stay live, we getting it in on any side. You with a side then pick a side, abc we going live.

Verse 4

Lite Bulb: We be burning niggas not concerned wit what they say, We be burning niggaz not concerned with what they say, sucka mentalities only provoke my tendencies.
Stelo: Foowork our signature burning niggas off Hennessy, Picasso with combos legends you know we fina be. We dropping literature come thru and we finish ya.
Chief Manny: When we burning niggas they be stealing wurkz, torch em to the ground niggas feelings hurt. Niggas stay biting nigga stop typing, in the bgz page kill em with the rage.

Verse 5

Lite Bulb: Double E's on the cover a new city magazine and having deep thoughts while I roll these trees. On how I never take this shit for granted as I sip tea, we the footwork wu tang we ain't dance team. We just a footwork crew that like the finer things, I spark the dope up. I'm tryna soar to Star Wars and land on dantooine, if I was you and you was me, you say the same thing, the same thing.