Lyrics:
packed up our nest,
We traveled way out west on the best.
We shuffled off on 66,
And then we headed down south,
Till we got to Kansas City.
We thought that
York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherfuckin' thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinky
dance until we hit the floor, I think we should head out the door
Then we meet up with friends for more
All of the promises of summer in New York
Da,
Their spread of imperialism
Here in the United States
Cop city, in Atlanta
Cop city, in Baltimore
Cop city in New York
In Los Angeles
In Seattle
nigga, I'm just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I'm like they A-Rod
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my
West.
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera Fleurs.
And that rare Manhatten Silver that grows down in the New York sewers.
And there's bubblin' ice
just background
Goin' crazy
On 8th St
New York noises
cll these voices
Might as well be gone ‘cause you're not with me
In this silent city
We burned out
Edison
Yeah chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood
(Yo 'cause) Shut the power out in your house
Cut the phone
young fly (young fly)
Dumb high (dumb high)
In the flow like mighty easy to come by
I'm over to cali watching the sunrise
A meeting in new york I'll
Hook: This is new york city,we get new york gritty/where breakfast in the morning is a newport and henny/gettin money in these streets gotta move wit
(up back!)
In new york city okaland, californidona (kay!)
On every married keisha cole with' dat trim stomach (gay!)
And she lovin' on this nigga in
the wolves and refused to settle down
Maybe I've stormed out of every single room in this town
Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it's morning now
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' iron by the pound
By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground
And out in California, the sunshine's falling down
And, maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all
York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherfuckin' thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinky
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
everybody in here
Everybody stand up on their feet first and foremost, please
At 7:03 PM New York time, 4:03 PM Las Vegas time
Tupac Shakur passed away
Dig out from under in spite of it?
Can you cover up the one that floats?
Push back the hours?
I hear your voice, I speak your name
Among New York
New York the city itself was stress depression
High boots and urban beats that wasn't my direction
Producers filtering join in with R&B
York fuckin City
I been down since BVDs and dew rags
shelltops and shags
I was a little badass with regular and tre bags
Always tryin to get shit I
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah, yeah, yeah nigga!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. shit (what up? real talk of New York nigga)
I mean that G-Unit shit
in the New York sewers
And there's bubblin' ice cold lemonade and sweet grapes by the bunches
And there's Hersheys bars and Oreos 'case anybody gets
West.
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera Fleurs.
And that rare Manhatten Silver that grows down in the New York sewers.
And there's bubblin' ice
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