Lyrics:
to sleep
Don't cry
Dry your eyes child
Cradled by it's grand design
My my ny (New york!)
Whatsup? (New York City)
What's good?
What's new?
What's real?
New York Original
Verse 1:
In the City where it all started
In the parks where emcees rocked it
Urban concrete
Where the blocks parted
We’re
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
spiked out, I can trip a referee,
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
and back up off him
Kweli spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
The real emcee, that your favorite rapper used to be
One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly
In the world to live"
Oh yeah! Yeah! There are so many ways to die in New York city
Come on! Race riots, drive by shootings, subway crashes
the movement seems to soothe me,
and the temp takes control,
and I lose my blues
when the Ne w York City rhythm fill my soul;
it's the New York City
New York is a fountain poem
A lost city where you can roam
A rock, a ridge, it's river foam
It doubles as my endless home
My endless home
It's fine
Stick it up like it's a highway robbery
True gangstas, we run New York City
We come fi takeover the industry
'Cause you know them have fi too 'fraid of we
bad
Ya know the movement seems to soothe me
And the tempo takes control
And I lose my blues
When the New York City rhythm fills my soul
It's the New
You're breaking my news
you're breaking my news
/
I thought I was sure I was not to endure the feeling of losing you
by walking on legs through a city
Yea Check it
New York's Finest
SirKastik on the mic, along with
SickToxic
New York City put yo hands up
Stand up, New York
Yeah, It's that NY vibe,
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
and blue emcees - actin new to me, get smacked stupidly
That lack skills, like the black community lack unity (uh)
Still my rhymes heard like Ali DePhrase
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
Don't you know, don't you know (ayy)
New York was killing me?
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
the Chi-town, I’m keeping it G from the get go.
Windy city killers, man they shootin’ when the wind blow.
From Oklahoma to New York, I rep my kinfolk.
Thought
hard to say it'd even sound the same
Once it made it to you
You're a New York girl
Surrounded by the city and you're acting like it's all okay
Well, it's
Washington isn't gon' listen
To disciplined dissidents, this is the difference:
This kid is out
In New York you can be a new man
How do you write like
We all love this city, we all love this city
we all love this city, we all love this city
I think the name alone says it all (New York)
United
Brooklyn! New York City
Cin-ci-natti! Keep on!
Talib Kweli-Verse 2:
We remain, hotter than the blue part of the flame
I got a glock in my brain
that
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