Lyrics:
Rambling out of the wild west
Leaving the towns I love best
Thought I'd seen some ups and down
'Till I come into New York town
People going down
who the fuck are you?
(Ha ha, I'm Marlon Craft
I'm a kid from Hell's Kitchen New York City)
Every stage I'm on they show me love, homie
You can feel it
up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people
I'm from C-A, L-I, F-L-Y
(down in New York City)
Yeah, no fear, no love, no pity
Where everybody's attitude is shi-
On the transit
Listen, in
Rochester New York
It ain't safe in upstate
Rochester New York
The betters playin' dice for keeps
Rochester New York
The weather change twice a week
Rochester
fifty, one sixty-nine
I got it, you want a box of condoms? What kind?
That's two quarters, two quarter waters
The New York Times
You need a bag for
New York
Leah Haywood
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[Chorus]
In New York
Left my heart, left my soul, left it all in New York
Never know, never know what you
I don't drink coffee, I take tea, my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New
I don't drink coffee, I take tea, my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New
friends
Let's talk in New York, see you in two weeks
You can say what you want, lay it all on me
If we're not gonna work, you can tell me
When we talk
From New York
Made by the less fortunate
To West Yorks
No-one knows where Yorkshire is
From New York
Still feel I was born for it
To West Yorks
No less
Two quarter waters
The New York Times
You need a bag for that?
The tax is added"
Once you get some practice at it
You do rapid mathematics
I'm taking a test
(New York City) I'm tryna model for HBA
(New York City) I'm tryna model for HBA
(New York City) I'm tryna model for HBA
(New York
Lack the support to make sense of it all
Tell me take the win
Remember to stand up tall
Enjoy the sprawl
I never been to New York City before
I never
She told me she has never been
To New York
She told me she has never been
To New York
I could show you all the things here that money can get you in
I don't drink coffee, I take tea, my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
and New York mornings)
Ooh-ooh, we race 'til we're out of time
(Paris nights and New York mornings)
And now that, ooh-ooh, you've taken me up so high
should tell you all about how
You remind me of Chicago
You remind me of New York
'Cause every single place that I go
No city beautiful as yours
You remind
Ladies and gentlemen, the Mayor of New York.
Good morning,
it's been brought to my attention that many rap artists claim that they run New York
Ladies and gentlemen, the mayor of New York
Good morning, it's been brought to my attention that many rap artists
Claim that they run New York, but
really care what you think, it's my life
It's New York City, it's my New York Vibe
I do my shopping in Soho
My coffee with oat milk
It's basic I know, but
the money! Up town!
New York! New York!
Yeah! No one in New York...
Look this upon the hip hop pioneers,
.. , baby I'd like some cheese with mine!
...coffee
tea, my dear
I like my toast done on one side
But you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
You see me walking down
Get Me Out of New York City
Get me out of New York City
I can’t take it anymore
Get me out of New York City
The coffee shops, revolving doors
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