Michael Jordan Era — Karencitta

Michael Jordan Era — Karencitta

Cebuana hip-hop sensation Karencitta brings back the old school hip-hop vibes in her latest single, “Michael Jordan Era.” She also keeps things interesting as the instrumentals also include elements in reference to the famous NBA player, Michael Jordan. With the track’s hard-hitting verses, Karencitta declares she’s one tough artist.

 

Words and music by Karen Ann “Karencitta” Cabrera, Jon Ingoldsby,

Robin Grubert

Published by Viva Music Publishing (for ASEAN)/ The Royalty Network/ ASCAP/ The Royalty Network / NextGen Music / ASCAP/ Copyright Control/ GEMA

Producers: Jon Ingoldsby, Robin Grubert

Arranged by Karen Ann “Karencitta” Cabrera, Jon Ingoldsby, Robin Grubert

Mixed and mastered by Jon Ingoldsby

Recorded by Karen Ann “Karencitta” Cabrera at Los Angeles California, USA

 

LYRICS:

I was prayin’ for the rain, now I’m dealin’ with the mud

22, Cebuana, independent, shit, I ain’t done

My tomorrow’s lookin’ bright—is like you starin’ at the sun

Verse tight as a bud, yo Ma think I’mma blood

Yo brotha think I’m hot, I don’t even have to squat

Too much hatin’, how frustratin’, you should all just really stop

Common sense is uncommon when you ballin’ like Karen

Label’s chasin’ cus I’m trendin’, go just read the comments

 

Eenie, meenie, Millie, Billie, got plenty to go

If you wanna get a Tag, take ya ass to the door

I ain’t taggin’ witchu lows, you ain’t everythin’ you know

Sneezin’ on this beat leavin’ rappers livin’ on Skid Row

Ya’ll too many playin’ pretty-pretty on the TV

Ya’ll ain’t everythin’, you just put everythin’ on IG

Hear my charts—it’s mean, hear the telly—ring-ring

Talk the money—bring me, ka-ching

 

I’m bringin’ back da Mic-Mic-Michael Jordan era

On da Mic-Mic-Mic Karen Ann Cabrera

Wit da Nik-Nike Air and da hard mascara

Bringin’ back da Mic-Mic-Michael Jordan era

 

I’m bringin’ back the Michael Jordan era

Pop was hungry in the school, life in Zapatera

Now, I’m payin’ for his flights, never strippin’ for a dime

Karen Ann Cabrera, I was just taught better

I turn my phone off in the studio, you got a problem

Does it look like that I wanna know

I go a day in no rehearsal widda 2 show

I chuck it in the bank, Millennial Van Gogh

 

I don’t give a fuck about what you are sayin’

I just want to skip to when will you be payin’

I’m on time but I’m never waitin’

Like a killa in the night, but with day-vision

Like a thriller on the mic, on a television

7 days in a row, thas Immigrant ambition

I made Black n Yellow famous. U a rendition

Champagne blessings over me, I’m rain dancin’

 

I got accepted to Velez Medical School

 

I just thought it wasn’t cool so I made the rules

I guessed all the answers while ma Mom was prayin’

I told her I’m a real Artist, I don’t wanna fake it

Hale, hale, hale, hale, hallelujah!

Tanan haters nako klaro kay na luya

A savage ain’t a savage, you a Twitter spitter

N haters see you walk on water say you not a swimmer
What the

 

I’m bringin’ back da Mic-Mic-Michael Jordan era

On da Mic-Mic-Mic Karen Ann Cabrera

Wit da Nik-Nike Air and da hard mascara

Bringin’ back da Mic-Mic-Michael Jordan era

 

I’m bringin’ back da Mic-Mic-Michael Jordan era

On da Mic-Mic-Mic Karen Ann Cabrera

Wit da Nik-Nike Air and da hard mascara

Bringin’ back da Mic-Mic-Michael Jordan era

Ever, ever, yes

Yes

Yes

That’s all I need