Lyrics:
New York City Woman © Sandy Rapp 1996
Born in the Bronx she was a teacher and a nun
Who then became a New York cop instead.
She ended up with twenty
by pain
So for you, I'll exceed the top 5 in the game
In the city lights
I swear I hear you call my name (call my name)
There's nothing right
NO PITY LYRICS
I am a beast coming up from the east dog without a leash I’m released how can I be locked down New York City home of the Grimey
I was walking in New York City and I brushed
Up against the man in front of me
I felt a cardboard placard on his back
And when we passed
down
I'll turn the whole New York into Bucktown
A 'Face ain't real Scar'red, cause I real hard
And I ain't no bullshit bodyguard
Walk the streets
and disco
I take cities by storm
Drop deep like hills in San Francisco
Cookout with hoodrats and fried chicken and Crisco
After dinner, girls come over in
York, New York, I run for dirt
On Hungry Ham up on the corner
Fiends taste the lean, they never sober
For being in the streets to run a culture
I
you down if I tried
But I try
You're like New York at night
So caught up in the flashing lights
But I can't pass you by
Can't help it my eye is
I'm down by law
And we're surrounded by
Assassins! Phantomas! Mutantes! And serpents!
Werewolves and sex fiends
New York
New York City
Lafayette
Yea,
Yea street life
Gutter shit
Soldier life nigga
Get it right
New York City
Where I'm from
Live are Die
Marcy
Do what you do
Check it out now
Yo
contest
Now, who the hypest in New York City?
Wu-tang, radio stop shittin' on me
I got fifty men out in the street
Now if they all get bitch troubles,
Cali that I got straight out the Valley
But in New York City
Your hustle means everything
We could cruise the town lay back in a Maybach
While we sip
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
We snatch you all hoes out Magic City
And make them hoes get ratchet with it
I'm dicking dicking down south new makeover
And n****s Louisiana
the hypest in New York City?
WU-TANG! Radio stop shittin on me!
"I got fifty men out in the street
Now if they all get bitch troubles I starve
Is that it?
to the sunset,
Do you mind?
Or should I change your mind?
Girl, you right in the spotlight
Remind me of butterflies and
New York City lights, neon signs
Are you
running for President."
"Live from New York, it's Saturday Night."
"Elvis Presley died today at Baptist Hospital in Memphis."
"John Lennon was
I'm here to stay
Fuck the noise
You hear in your brain
I'ma take you to the Grammys
Save the date
Fly you from New York out to LA
Break from
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
you'll be coming up short
What's gonna happen's gonna happen
When it's just another night in New York
Whats gonna happen gonna happen
When it's just
behind that New York trash heap
Where the stench of commuter briefcase replaces a bad sleep
And it's (what) worker zig-zagers versus piggy badge flashers
Entrepreneur
Entrepreneur
Only aim to gain some equity
But it's never gonna change
Still got that
New york city walk
New york city talk
New york city swag
Twenty
New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
of them when you
Stroll along a New York City dock?
Have you seen a snowflake
Drifting in the Rockies, way up high?
Or seen the sun come blazing down
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