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y'all packin' like the block is sold 
How could it be to the deep and darkest of zero 
To become the king of new york like a negro 
And he aint even
the block is sold
How could it be to the deep and darkest of zero
To become the king of new york like a negro
And he ain't even from new york that's what's
and hopelessness proclaim in 7 thousand distinct dialects. A planet in total disarray 

One New York City police officer is on trial for killing Ahmed Diablo was
Who angry as hell, we yell from the beast
Wise killers up in New York, who lay for peace
Crime action get you trapped by the chief, no PC
Proud
Me put the car in drive and me did not stop
When I get to New York I'm gonna set up shop
Bwoy!

I got a hundred guns two hundred clips
Going
me"

I came down to live alone in New York
The city of the living
There were fortunes at my feet but most of men
Were taking, none we giving
New ways to make money
New ways to break dummies
Forge they name and take money

Computers ain't that smart
Whatever man built could be taken apart
New ways to make money
New ways to break dummies
Forge they name and take money
Computers ain't that smart
Whatever man built could be taken apart
New York City rain
Don't know if it's makin' me
Dirty or clean
Went for the subway but there was no train
And the tunnel was grumbling for
the unhealed and homeless are wondering
If they will ever feel safe again
They give you drinks and show you sailors
Dancing in the warm New York rain

So
The dawn voice stay pristine like I'm still 17

I'm rich, black, African rocking the golden mat
Leather Gucci's on my back in the trench
These niggers,
You're tryin' make me you by seasoning 
Up my mind with see Jane run, see John walk in a hardcore New York 
It doesn't exist no way, no how 
It seems
simply
Layin' hos lives empty; the invincible emcee

[Snoop Dogg]
New York, New York: big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what
the first time I saw krs live, rockin' it
I heard resurrection by common sense
Dominant in my psyche
I chose my direction like spike lee
To speak my life
the streets
Looking for your tasty meat
Keep out of my way
Or you will die ! here we go now, yeah !

Hello from the gutter of " new york city " - a son
Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
legs still
I.ll make you lose calories without the treadmill 
 
From New York but still I been hating the knicks
And fuck jordan but still I be
Mississippi, all the way to New York City
As long as you're riding shotgun with me
Anywhere
Love will get us there

Tell your boss maybe you'll come back
New ways to make money
New ways to break dummies
Forge they name and take money
Computers ain't that smart
Whatever man built could be taken apart
Baby got into her car 
Drove all the way to New York City 
Um Hummmm 

She played her guitar there 
They made her a star in New York City 
Um Hummmm
the streets
Looking for your tasty meat
Keep out of my way
Or you will die ! here we go now, yeah !

Hello from the gutter of " new york city " - a son
"And now it's time bring out the headliner for the evening..."
"Very Special... Please welcome to the stage..."

(Goretex)
Escape from New York
"open up", and a man said
"Your way's right, you're my love, I won't be holdin' you down"

In the evening of their lives, no regrets and clear blue
[Clue]
DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
Live from New York nigga..

[Angie]
Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
They say it ain't
Kenny Parker on the 

mix! 

[Special K] 

Yes yes I'm Special K 

On New York's Two show on WBDP 

This is the brand new one by KRS-One