Lyrics:
trip
I dare anyone to say New York ain't my home, bitch
'Cus anywhere I go,
I let 'em know where home is
I seemed to be living the high life
So, decided
with my
Husband and two kids and
It’s that or divorce"
Be clear with the company One question that
Every start-up CEO gets from her
Employees is: "are
consciousness
From cities where making 21's a big accomplishment
Like when my people understood their prominence
And my past life visions of the continent
Like
where's the evidence?
You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship
You need to shut the fuck up cause your breath stink
Take fifty cents
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
move
Tools I got take a nigga out his shoes
Tools I got leave a nigga on the news"
Unc' said, "Papi, you a bad man"
He went back to digging in the trash
they swear that they pockets was bigger[00:20.74]We came a long way from those meal swipes[00:22.93]We the go and get a mill type[00:24.64]I been around
I'm knee deep in this shit, he can't breathe, I feel sick
I cook one dollar twenty-five cents on the spit
What I need's is a new truck and a brand new
Ghetto champagne is chill
Stop back the first bit boys for gas an a meal
Now everybody's lookin' at the niggas from New York
Field jackets on an they peep
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
a kite he told me stay 0-50
I'm so Biggie no Diddy
The classic was New York no Iggy
Jiggy Anth'ny Mason jersey
Chasing the turkey
Fuck the chicken I want
other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up
flown past
As soon as I lose the braces,grit ya teeth till they all crack
Basic this greatness basis,from New york back round to new york
From avenues
New York
I'm like 50 what the fuck you thought
As I walk through the valley of death by my
Self if I die make my
Clip have no shells left, no vest no
paralyzed[01:41.55]Cause in Jesus name you're getting purified[01:44.12]Yea, yea[01:45.43]Cause in Christ you could live you a new life[01:47.27]New desires, He could change
on the corners boppin'
To drivin' some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen
For droppin' some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot,
on the corners boppin'
To drivin' some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen
For droppin' some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot,
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
yours truly, chairman of the board
Fizzy Womack, I blow back they whole strap committee
We live and direct from New York City
I'm a stretch a nigga, so
idea was a good idea at this point.
There was a free newspaper in New York city called the Village Voice on the back of every issue, there was
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Yeahhhh, Young Buck N****, Cashville, Tennessee N****
From Your Hood To My Hood Muthaf***a, New York City N****, Haha
Real S*** N****, It's All Good N****,
Young Buck Nigga, Cashville, Tennessee Nigga
From Your Hood To My Hood Muthafucka, New York City Nigga, Haha
Real Shit Nigga, It's All Good Nigga, Haha,
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
at fifty, new songs by Nas would be hard and live
I leave 'em scared like when they hear their name called, but ain't nobody there
The definition of my name
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