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Albums:

Marcy Playground (Marcy Playground) · B from Marcy Place (Marcy Place) · Cathy & Marcy Collection for Kids (Cathy Fink & Marcy Marxer) · Cathy & Marcy Collection for Kids (Cathy Fink & Marcy Marxer) · From Marcy 2 Bedstuy: Best Blends in the Business (Nas) · Putumayo Presents: Latin Playground English and Spanish Activity Kit (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Down Down Down (Lollipop) · Aural Playground (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Devil's Playground (Billy Idol) · Playground (Liz Johnson) – and 90 other albums »


I climb up, spending daylight 
Slide down drunken on the other side 
Some sweet girl, playing my wife, 
Runs off with a boy whose bike she'll ride
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
know what I want

And if you want to get the best of me baby
You got to start playing by the rules...

[Chorus]
Come into my playground
No one
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
Oh, God bless this town
Tall church steeples and the big playgrounds
The streets roll up when the sun goes down
And love runs deep as the trees are
a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose

Don't know who made this all come true
But now while
down
This is what I see at the playground, ya' know

Aww yeah, another ABC smash gonna make ya mad
Uh, come on, come on everybody
And guess who's up
Woke up, woke up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's, West 54, wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
roll with a posse, from strong long to canarsie
Qbc, boogie down bronx, back to marcy
Pass that kiko, I drop a verse that sound slick yo
And your
[GZA]
He's running in a short race, shoelace untied
Head down, facial expression he can't hide
Kid with no direction, seems confused
A victim who
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you're
has changed I still chase Emmylou
Up and down the hall around the bed in our room
Last night I took her out in a white limousine
Twenty years together
official 
Yeah 

I ride through the ghetto windows down halfway 
Halfway out of my mind music on 9 blasting Donny Hathaway 
Me and my niggas spending
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
growin now
Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
won't stand by
And let a n**** do his dues
F*** these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest n****s puttin it down
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus: x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
Oh,
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
a nigga, whats up ha?
High hated the fact I put rap to the back
Money pouring in, clientele growing now
Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
this to put nobody down;
This is what I see at the playground; ya know!

[GA]
Aw yeah! Another A-B-C smash... gonna make ya mad!
Uh, come on, come