Lyrics:
tell my friends
I'll keep you a secret
Let the years go by
Like we're some kind of fairytale, it's as simple as
The pleasure that lets me down
Easy
I'm
my friends
I'll keep you a secret
Let the years go by
Like we're some kind of fairytale, it's as simple as
The pleasure that lets me down
Easy
I'm
remember, do you remember?
Luna et Milan, là dans Manhattan
Do you remember, do you remember? (You're out!)
(Just tune it out, just tune it out)
(Just
falling apart
It’s something I don’t wanna do anymore
Brooklyn transplant
Manhattan’s where my heart’s at
Love the one you’re with until you’re dead
yearning to breathe free
So what do you dream to be?
Pick an industry and let's make it happen here
There so many tall stories high
You're in the story of my
As sure as the sun sets over Manhattan skies
Forced to be silent while you're waiting to die
Maybe I'll see you after 20 years go by
You can't help but
Knee deep in fate
When what you want shows on your face
All that's left litters the whole damn place
Hey Manhattan
Here I am
Call it bad luck
by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, what you
by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a scorpio
And when I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, what you
Ya don't know who I am
Who you
Let me introduce myself
I'm King Nino
Nino Brizzy Brown
New York
Manhattan
Lower East Side
Killer Hill
Rutgers
Daddy said to be home by sundown
Daddy doesn't need to know
Daddy said not to go downtown
Like I said, you're free to go
But look around, look around
come up to my office
'Bout 2:15 'til a quarter to 3?
If you could maybe swing by, honey
Well, you know it'd be okay with me
If you came, if you came,
Manhattan, Kansas ain't no place to have a baby
When you got no man to give it his last name
And her folks back in Manhattan didn't want her or her
on a string
And I was just about hitting my stride
A couple barrel aged manhattan's on my side
When I tell Ed I'll join him, it's usually a lie
But I was just
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
niggas kickin' my back in
I heard niggas hatin', niggaz chattin' a lot You know I'm from the slums where it happen
A lot The homie came home, now he back
fuckin' era
And you should just admit it
Can't nobody do it better
Gotta Hood by Air sweater, this shit is M3
And I'm in a M3 till
My nigga Benji's we
You can have Manhattan
I know it's for the best
I'll gather up the avenues
And leave them on your doorstep
And I'll tip toe away
So you won't have
as
Though it's somewhere else
Not connected to South Africa or apartheid
Like someone in Manhattan trying
To describe the
Bronx to you as another country
Manhattan
Name any street corner you like
I'll know the day, the hour, the minute
We glided past it in the night
And if you think that I've forgotten
Or let
makin' money in Manhattan, trick, what's happenin'?
They try to intellect with indirection just to test you
A rebel 'til my death, it's in my flesh, it's
the Octagon
I spit the fire til it burn down Babylon
Take a piece of America back
You will learn
It's called truth
Death by suicide bomb, protestants,
How did you know?
It's what I've always wanted
Could never have too many of these
Will you quit kicking me under the table?
I'm trying, will
paid
It's so hard for him, even though his talent is God given
Pardon him, stop putting your faults on him
What he did to you now?
The man in him is
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