Lyrics:
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Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
the flyest nigga that you ever saw
Live in - action! Guaranteed - RAW!
[Interlude:]
"Who's comin' through?
Y'all know who! DO! "
[Verse 2:]
Bedstuy Brooklyn
from that Miami, bitch
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Harlem, hoe
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Brooklyn, bitch
Who
(Where You From?)
Brooklyn tell 'em make some noise (Where You From?)
West Side tell 'em make some noise
And if you from the dirty south
We could get them
I don't care, Sermon, ayo, Talib Kweli
Come on, Whip, Def Squad, uh, yeah
Brooklyn, Long Island, uh-huh, Red Hook, what?
Hah, Chilltown, let's go,
Flatbush
Back to Coney Island
I didn't smile much
Yeah I had a dead look yo homie wild
It's White Mike from the group home
Yo where it started at
Surf Ave
the Decepticon era
Like seven or eight grades up from fitting blocks together
Graf kids after school to get chased by rival letters
and skate boards and truck
And the island men are so handsome,
they make you really know,
what it's like not to be left lonely
as they sing soft and low.
If you're cracking up from having
in this place
Yeah, no matter where I be
I'll always be N-Y-C
Coney Island! Brighton Beach wooo, Red Hook!
I see you Canal Street, Delancey Street
[The Lonely Island]
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut
Aye yo, new lonely island, two thousand eleven,
Let's get 'em Kiv!
Aye yo my dick don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow
My girlie looking
It's just another day, drowning my troubles with a forty
That's when I got the call from this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at, said
Stranded on an island
Where I can't do right
I'm surrounded by silence
And the future doesn't seem so bright I'm
Stranded on an island
Where I can't
Stranded on an island
Where I can't do right
I'm surrounded by silence
And the future doesn't seem so bright I'm
Stranded on an island
Where I can't
Brooklyn area crew, all Queen's crew
Shaolin, Long Island too
And all my favorite sporting outlets
For havin' all of my favorite kicks on half price
Oh,
a job
Beat the odds or not
Doesn't matter we're a casualties of systematic stigma
Where freedom is a data breach
The Long Island water haunted by
The grace of London Town.
INTERLUDE
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it
The grace of London Town.
INTERLUDE
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it
foolishness, step along quick with that stupidness
It's me rippin' this for self, where else ya lookin'?
I got more rhymes than all the Jamaicans in Brooklyn
known as Brooklyn
New York, New York are you ready?
Staten Island
New York, New York Are you ready?
And Manhattan
Yo, yo
Through the thick of this
Hey yo it's poison, ecstasy, coke
You say it's love, it is poison
Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting
then
Find out what your gang ‘bout
I do my dirt, I’m hardly ever by my lonely
I got that tech with that
Cooling system on me you think you want it
You
underrated
(Was underrated)
I wish you rap niggas frustrated
The rhyme stated updated as I migrated
I'm direct from Strong Island, New York
Where I be smilin',
The grace of London Town.
INTERLUDE
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it
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