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Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..

[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
I'm so sick of being bound
By this fear of being found
Quiet Christians all erase
Our city's only saving grace
Passively we settle
So we don't offend
Gassed up
From the city baby girl go and act up
All these bitches hatin on you cause you next up
Got a new bag finally got your cheques up
Got your
El dragón de Colombiana

Let me tell you about a boy named Ricky
Bounced from town to town, but ended up in the city
Dude seemed cool, so they showed
The judge and the jury, you outta your jurisdiction
They fiend for your boy, I'm Janes Addiction Up north, down south to the Mason-Dixon
Right back
Baguette, wtih the new Baguettes
Cartier, plain Jane, I'ma flood this bitch
Hurricane Katrina I'ma finna flood my wrist

Addiction to business these niggas be
breathe
All my love for the city won't let me leave
What they expect from me?
They want the best from me
They gonna get it, yeah

[Chorus]

[Krayzie
Determined to prove everyone wrong
Maizy packed her one good dress and her two good virtues
And headed for the big, scary city!

You take
or call me by name
Bought the Richard and I got it plain
Never hate the player hate the game
Only bitch I trust in Mary Jane

I don’t like to loose I don’t
just getting by
Making moves yea the business type
Gorilla glue got me sittin' high
If I want yo bitch tell yo bitch goodbye
Always stay on the winning
your Dope down
Wait until they pass by, before you blow the Smoke out
It don't even matter which city, it's a smoke route
We riding through your side
start to inhale,
Followed by cancer sticks that slowly bring me to hell,

Ayy Fifteen years, I've been doing this daily,
Had a lot of people come and try
The mob through the trenches (Nigga)
Movin' like the president 'cause rappers
Dyin' in they city (Dyin' in they city)
You might see me by myself
But
a little kiss to the cheek
Till he went to the neck and by that time, they're on the next step to
A little every Saturday evening, by any judgment that's
See my money
Clear, white and blue
What about you
And you and yours
From my city
T.O. to New York
Big city of dreams
But don't sleep walk
I ain't in
he got stuck by a stiletto
Just flew off shout out dinero different cities new dinero need no pity if im muerto
Keep it real thats from the get go need
til' I die
Make me cry, suck it up
Til' they dry, Fucka shy
I do what I does and I gets by
These niggas lie
Thats why they cant have no slice of the pie
from my being destroyed by uh drug addiction
And all that shit so me actually watching somebody smoking some crack that I sold them
It it will fuck you
get a bite eat
But I loved you, with you I felt safe
Though we didn’t have a place and the city seemed strange
One thing that didn’t change always food
class, posted in the back
Slid by all year then then killed the last semester
It's all a simulation, even math is fiction
AP physics, sixth addiction
late
As ah waiting to cross in front ah City Gate
Like red ants on honey children gathered around
Two school girls wrestlin' on de ground
De crowd
Know what I mean?
(A+)
A+
(Yo, how we livin'?)
This is New York City

Ninety-seven Sosa
A to Z up in the spot representin'
Takin' it back from
Money
Money
Money
Money
And power
I’ve been floating through the city for hours
I got dress but didn’t fade the event
They ain’t paying me enough
do that?
Bitch I bring back the boom bap 
And put the city of Jerusalem on the map 

Spit smoke, spit rhythm, spit fire and indecision 
Spit spiteful

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