Lyrics:
location like you my mane, I was so taken by the whole thing
From New Haven, Connecticut thang, couple more puffs to settle her pain
She bout to give up,
Westport
Or the surgeon who cured the elms
Or the man at the vegetable stand
Or the guru who cast a spell
Or the Yalie from New Haven
Or the farmer in
it
Freedom is something so beautiful, but it's difficult to navigate within
New Haven, Connecticut, they got him in the street
Ten shots by
sleeve
Now we eatin' so I got etiquette (etiquette)
One thousand pills of new haven, let's go to Connecticut
The Shaderoom only post a nigga when it's
a fucking echo
You still rock still rock echo
I can hear the voices and they telling me I should never fucking let go ay
Live from New Haven we ain't new
Westport
Or the surgeon who cured the elms
Or the man at the vegetable stand
Or the guru who cast a spell
Or the Yalie from New Haven
Or the farmer in
Manchester, New Hampshire
Shove that warrant up your ass
New Haven, Connecticut
Shove that warrant up your ass
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Shove that
spare change signs
Under rain, dripping and smudged, on the freeway entrance
New Haven, Connecticut, I-91, I've gone
On a mission from a vicious dickhead
away
I got a big family, most of them I haven't met
I'll go to Carolina one day, man, I won't forget
I just met Aunt Tiffany, Hakeem, and Tyrone
Even
the game and left his mark
But in the dark a stranger’s blade left him bleedin’
When we heard the news we cried, but knew his words
Would always serve
in Grand Rapids, Michigan)
(Oh, you gots to go to New Haven)
We got one wolf here, where you need him to go?
(Make sure to get on down to North
way out to Connecticut parked that bitch in New Haven
For my audition at Yale I'm never afraid to fail
Right after I got rejected I couldn't be too
it's
New to me
I try to stay to excited
But damn can't give
Off hype
Gonna party like Dj Herc
Who staying until
The after night
Reasons everyday
shit
On a new haven like Connecticut
I don't want yo pity
Get up out my city
Lotta people tried to take my career
Where are they now and I am still here
and Cliff Huxtable. Epic flow is untouchable, I don’t need an S on my chest I already have New Haven on my shoulders.
Rest in peace to the fallen ghetto
nigga.... Ha, local shit, nigga. Ima New Haven nigga Connecticut, yea yea it's a couple niggas out here yea they f*ck with me. Niggas yea fake niggas they
The winning goal
Ya ya ya yo
Go!
So there we were on our way to New Haven to play some hockey
Against the Connecticut punks.
You know those guys up
the percussion
Blast you fast there go production
Trust, took my top hat off by all means
Lay the funk {shit} down from New Haven to Queens
My stage persona,
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