The Mecca [(Inspired By The Motion Picture "The Forty-Year-Ol]
Dave East, Ghostface Killah, Radhamusprime, Nas, Styles P, Remy Ma
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"Now I'm on my way to the big city I'm goin' to New York" 40-Year-Old Version (the Mecca) Yo, the Bronx, it's on you It's Harlem, what! Let them know (the Mecca) B.K., (the Mecca) all day, huh Yo, Shaolin, Shaolin, huh (the Mecca) Yonkers! Y-O (the Mecca), Queens I write, the page starts, vision orbs white dots Visions from all sorts of beings who life stop You see in the right part, paranormal pen the Conjuring, I'm convinced It could be spirits in the jewelry I'm shinin' in I take a hand-written card before I don a gift A love letter, thanks to my grandmothers Would sayin' they thought I was crazy Now I see fortune favors the bold, they made me Stay dangerously, ancestral guidance Spiritual gangsta, you know how we slidin' Like some rosary beads, I know the code of the streets But where would I be if they wasn't lookin' over me? My life's been a better life since I left that life Beyond my type quotes, my life is your life coach Separate revenue streams, what you sayin' Even my chain gave birth to every chain in the game they suffer from delusions of grandeur Don't get caught with your pants off (don't) Now we run hard, you got extorted 'cause you ran soft Hole in his side, size of a DVD I'm watchin' for TMZ, the law and order I saw was on TNT (word) Drivin' like it's Nascar, old school, top down, the rag off C-town worker, I'm droppin' bags off Every week the car switch, just left Timberlee, eatin' ackee and saltfish Where I'm from, it get dark quick I know they gotta, package and send it like Ochoa brothers Don't matter what y'all sell, like Cali, we cartel I had visions of a mansion but was stuck in a small cell (stuck) I'm fortunate to say I know y'all well Nas, you signed me (my nigga) Styles, we did Beloved with no problem Fam, Wu-Tang and Stapleton, Ghostface co-signed me (Killah) Tony Stark, Pablo, Esco, Pinero In a room full of weirdos, plottin' to rob 'em like DeNiro I'm not no hero Welcome to the Mecca, home of the homeboy Home of the homegirl, home of the mic-checker Welcome to the Mecca, home of the king and queen Home of the gods and home of the fly sectors Welcome to the Mecca, the city never sleeps And the shit is like a movie, where niggas is directors Welcome to the Mecca New York City where rap was invented You'd love it if you was in it Where I'm from, the liquor store is next door to the church and Couldn't use the pizza shop bathroom with no purchase Everybody was hurtin', nobody was workin' Sheets in the windows, couldn't afford curtains Bum dude cut my face, just one of my burdens Took my own stitches out, no insurance and no surgeon Now I take private jets on excursions Now I got a Birkin, now I got a daughter And she a whole person, she the whole purpose Now I be tryna write my rhymes with no curses Ten years from now, don't want her on the web searchin' Seein' mom half-naked on the stage twerkin' Nope, the views ain't worth it I'm preppin' for the day she asks, "Mommy, why they say you shot a person?" Remy ain't perfect But if you ain't from the streets, my life could be a little hard to interpret Take the top layer off, right below the surface I'm so New York, just a 40-year-old version You dig? Ghost, I'm a God to your gods, so what's the king to me? When I made it off of poverty bars I was sellin' dope, when you had Monopoly cards I was dirt poor, now you see the property large New sweatsuit, fat knot, Glock in the palm Took a yacht from the Bahamas, docked in the ponds I'm from New York, new thoughts burn like Newports I don't f*ck with rap dudes, a lot of them too soft (a lot of them too soft) Tryna get me the mall to smoke in the food court Dog food and a new Porsche With two pretty bitches that'll shoot at you soon as you snooze off Nah, dawg, I'm legit now Forest green 6 with the AMG kit when I skip town F*ck a foreign car and an Audemars (f*ck all that) I'm tryna get it like I'm Randolph and Mortimer (I'm tryna get it) Duke, yeah, that shit in your drop box cute But you pussy, you should put it on mute, nigga Welcome to the Mecca, home of the homeboy Home of the homegirl, home of the mic-checker Welcome to the Mecca, home of the king and queen Home of the gods and home of the fly sectors Welcome to the Mecca, the city never sleeps And the shit is like a movie, where niggas is directors Welcome to the Mecca New York City where rap was invented You'd love it if you was in it Yeah, yo, Wizard of Oz, I push bars through seminars Recoup and reinvest earners, back to Panama A gangster's memoir, pinky ring, no chain Used to sit in Cristal baths, watch Soul Train To all my enemies, I'll shoot up your embassy Starks go off your energy, .44's the remedy I sit and just grin while embracin' my pen I shot between sharp walls, never scrapin' my fins This is the moment, the CDC verse stop the COVID Been in big dice games, never hesitatin' to roll it I was taught to just shoot that shit, never to show it Strangle the witness, slit the throat of a culprit Ultra black's your toast, holy ghost, a blacksmith Know niggas that'll cremate you, smoke your ashes Two pulls and pass it Then ask a nigga how the weed taste, fantastic Welcome to the Mecca, home of the homeboy Home of the homegirl, home of the mic-checker Welcome to the Mecca, home of the king and queen Home of the gods and home of the fly sectors Welcome to the Mecca, the city never sleeps And the shit is like a movie, where niggas is directors Welcome to the Mecca New York City where rap was invented You'd love it if you was in it Radhamusprime, Nas Dave East, we in the Mecca Ayo Remy, Styles P Ghostface, Beatminerz Mr. Walt, Evil D
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Written by: David Styles, Dennis Coles, David Brewster, Ewart Dewgarde, Nasir Jones, Radha Blank, Reminisce Smith, Walter Dewgarde
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