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Ya
Magic city
DJ Havoc
MOTB
Dave on the mix, they call me June
Val Sparks
Right Ya
I'm all about the money
I'm just having fun let the fame go
They

American boy, the one who hates thee
Red rockets glare in my head
Your future is cold and dead
Red, white, and blue I'll never die for you
Oh say, can you

Cold-hearted like a raven
The apocalypse is a disaster
Not talking bout the song by Dave
Corpses climbing out their grave
Nobody here to help save
Lost in life

head they got no choice
I'm a million dollar nigga thats what
I do slow down music by Watts and Screw
everyday watch out for the boys in blue
nigga I use

'Cuz I'm a city boy, but I always dreamed of country life
Cruising down the backroads, getting blown by my wife
Pistol on my hip and my doggo in the bed

Why can't you want me like the other boys do?
They stare at me while I stare at you

Summertime, East Side, New York City
It's too hot to sleep

calling me
Hit ya bitch by mistake and we threw out the sheets
My city ain't even a place to come visit
She couldn't resist it, she flow out to me
I'ma move

filled with semen
Never rest cant remember my last dream man
Pictures of him really got me creamin
You were there
When i got mugged up by a goblin
And i

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

Top down in yo city and we live
Knock out, first round, not a fight
Blue hundred dollar bills, pussy fallin' from the sky
Pop out, I be chillin', what's

eyes, oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes

He roamed around the cities

I've seen the farthest rivers 
I've seen the skies so Blue
I have seen the greenest valleys
And I still come home to you

The city sings so

night left him a little rough
On the city docks, singin' a song, the cops said boys, move along, the yacht club ain't into your noise
So we slipped down

I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys

I dread your blues today oh boy. Tomorrow never knew yesterday, oh boy, when the walrus wearing granny glasses sailed a sea of blueberry molasses

Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
We

to cages
Freestyling can't wet all my pages
Living fast everybody impatient
I'm from a city where niggas vacation
Come to the opposite side of the beach
Why

shit city on my shoulders
Tryna be the goat with this shit boy I feel like Soulja

Tryna take me out the game man that's the wrong call
Never did shit

just a hustla put some P's in da city
I can't lie iim stubborn yea boy get that from my mother
Ain neva been to cali, why
Plugged in with truckers
Ain

with Elvis on the wall At the Brasserie 
The boys in blue are at the door and they're not paying cover They're not buying drinks
and they're not lookin'

8 Million Stories

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

how it is and that's how it goes 

The city with the 8 and six big O's 



New York is a crazy city man..... 



Yo, my home boys Run DMC

(Intro)
Dave !
Yah ! 
Trappalin Circle 

(Hook) ( Kvng Dav)
COV from the city of violence 
Splash man wet if ah nigga want violate 
Came from

Best of Me [Closing Ceremonies]

Classified

Greatful

2016

of the best in the city
White Mic, Nathan C, Marvin Upshaw, Short Shane (rest in peace)
Dean Lucas, Dj LooneyTunes, Mark Mirage, and Knucklehead
Who you

Thinking bout all this shit that I do for you
Gotta be your one
Can't be your number two
Roses they stay red and dead prezzies blue
Yeah dead