Lyrics:
fled to New Orleans
I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made
I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade
Baton Rouge, Poncitoula,
Tonight in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirt
I move to the center and I take off my shirt
I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain,
I was sewing hustling working
For the Mardi Gras
Carnival in New Orleans
Im outside
Everybody talking bout
Boy your suit cold
It's only one Super
Orleans, raised in New Orleans
I will forever remain faithful, New Orleans
I thank you, New Orleans thank you
Hollygrove
That's been my hood since a snotty
the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
Important
Most are named after streets
And neighborhoods in the
Borough during the rehearsals
For Fashion Rocks, the New York
Fashion Week concert fund raiser
promise you I know what I'ma do about you
This'll be for girls from the A, to the girls form New Orleans
To girls who ain't never felt love
This'll be
even care)
Buses are on the way to take those people from New Orleans to Houston
They lyin'
People are dying at the convention center
Their
I was way down South, way down in New Orleans
I was deep down, low down South, down in New Orleans
Where the ladies are pretty, but Lordie, they
against love, we under attack (yeah)
New Orleans, New Orleans to Queens
Yo the war is against love, who's busting back? (Me)
To Detroit (yeah), St. Louis
as hell like I play for New Orleans
When they come to me with problems, I solve em
I don't even care about that shit gone and call em
Every beat I get on,
like New Orleans
Teflon Kevlar wearing eighties babies dropping bars
Most do this for the recognition, but I do it for the art
I do this out of love, I
to niggas wasting time
Them niggas put me on my grind
I do my thing
Yeah I do my thing
I do my thing
Yeah I'm boutta shine
Shine hard like the
Center
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
of young money cash money)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of new orleans let's go)
Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna
smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge
Uh, I'm in New York now like Akeem and Semi was
Tryna get the lobby door open from a semi-buzz
I
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of New Orleans let's go)
Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna motherfucking professional
I was eighteen, I was staying with the girlfriend of my best friend
We were somewhere near New Orleans. I think this much, at least, is true
business goes
But Uncle 40 Water kept it going
25 years in the game and he's still making choices
Then I moved to New Orleans where they shucking oysters
And for those who want my position
You gotta step inside a time-machine, come back with a vengeance
You should go study my analytics
I shouted people
to blame for New Orleans?
Why the poorest people always get extorted by corporate giants
We don't boycott, we buy in and I find it unfortunate, yeah
Me
of young money cash money)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of new orleans let's go)
Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna
fadin' road's like a snake
It's two in the mornin' and I'm wide awake
Look out baby gates of Eden got closed
But New Orlean's open see the pretty lights
Fist versus Praying Mantis
Was it God's plan or man mismanaged to turn New Orleans to Atlantis?
They lie in the streets to lambast
The black land swam
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