Lyrics:
There's blacks with knives and whites with guns
fighting in Howard Beach
There's no such thing as human rights
when you walk the N.Y. streets
A cop was shot in the head by a 10 year old kid named Buddah in
Central Park last week
The fathers are lined up by
the coffins by the Statue of Bigotry
You better hold on something's happening here
You better hold on---meet you in Tompkins Square
The dopers sent a message to the cops last weekend
They shot him in the car where he sat
And Eleanor Bumpres and Michael Stewart must have appreciated that
There's a rampaging rage rising up like a plague of bloody vials
washing up on the beach
It'll take more than the Angels or Iron Mike Tyson
to heal this bloody breach
A junkie ran down a lady a pregnant dancer
she'll never dance but the baby was saved
He shot up some China White and nodded out at the wheel
and he doesn't even remember a thing
They shot that old lady
'cause they thought she was a witness
to a crime she didn't even see
Whose home is the home of the brave by the Statue of Bigotry
You got a black .38 and a gravity knife
You still have to ride the train
There's the smelly essence of N.Y. down there
but you ain't no Bernard Goetz
There's no Mafia lawyer
to fight in your corner
for that 15 minutes of fame
The have and the have nots are bleeding in the tub
That's New York's future not mine
Oh you better hold on---something's happening here.
On that fiery day
When the towers gave way
NY had her heart broke
NY had her heart broke
Many heroes died
Trying to save someone inside
When NY had her heart broke
NY had her heart broke
And I was there that day
And I don't know what to say
Except NY had her heart broke
In a million years
She couldn't cry more tears
NY had her heart broke
NY had her heart broke
And the daylight fell dark
F16's over Central Park
When NY had her heart broke
We were dazed in the streets
From the blood and dust and heat
When NY had her heart broke
NY had her heart broke
And the world changed that day
Forever some will say
When NY had her heart broke
But like a lover she will rise
Once again to touch the skies
Yeah, NY had her heart broke
NY had her heart broke
Ahh, but she will rise
Again
I come from a long way away
And I know a fine thing when I see it
See it
For the same reason no one ever pointed a telescope at the sun
Talking about the Red Angels of N-Y City
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonight?
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonight?
Not even five enforcement agencies can save their own
Never mind the people
Tonight it's raining on the Angels of the City (who got shot tonight?)
When you're ready for steady to go dancin', romancin'
Grab your sweetheart and jump in your car
Drive right on down to the bright side of town
You'll be glad you don't have to drive far
You'll be happy you don't have to go far
Park your pickups and Cadilacs, Fords and Renaults
And dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy
You better lace up your best dancin shoes
Come see us, don't write us, you can stop your arthritis
Just by dancin' away your blues
Just by dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze
Come dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
SOLO
I met a fine banker and I'd sure like to thank him
For the credit he gave me made me shout
He changed my whole attitude and to show him ny gratitude
I decided I'd just ask him out.
When you're ready for steady to go dancin', romancin'
Grab your sweetheart and jump in your car
Drive right on down to the bright side of town
You'll be glad you don't have to drive far
You'll be happy you don't have to go far
Park your pickups and Cadilacs, Fords and Renaults
And dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy
You better lace up your best dancin shoes
Come see us, don't write us, you can stop your arthritis
Just by dancin' away your blues
Just by dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze
Come dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
SOLO
I met a fine banker and I'd sure like to thank him
For the credit he gave me made me shout
He changed my whole attitude and to show him ny gratitude
I decided I'd just ask him out.
Musical intention that we have is vast
You sick? Drink a NyQuil well I'm dead on your ass
Oh well then here comes the gelatin
Tips on some sugars but you yap on your selling friends
Now your party is completely blown
Real name is Kamal I'm in completely zone
It's rap time for you that means nap time
Preaching from my joint what the fuck I'ma clap mine
Singing songs of 6 pence it's intense
Surprise your ass at the end like the sixth sense
Heavy hitters knocking shit out the park
You couldn't even really play tell me why did you start
Spitting sharp blades laced with bleach
You wanna play around kid I'm not a walk at the beach
A stroll in the park or your fucking playground
Put on your headphones tell me how grenades sound
Put on your walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I gets down
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
All my bitches, dance if you know that you dam sure
Let your pussy drip on the dance floor if you wanna
[Q-Tip]
Get down
[Busta Rhymes]
Fuck that niggas that bust gats
Better let em in 'fore they rush that 'cause they wanna
[Q-Tip]
Get down
[Busta Rhymes]
Blick shit piano sick shit
[Q-Tip]
Get down
[Busta Rhymes]
Chill you can get off my dick and
[Q-Tip]
Get down
[Busta Rhymes]
While I'm on the hook get on your good foot
And blow up the spot for all of you niggas 'cause that's how we
[Q-Tip]
Get down
[Q-Tip]
Coming with the brand new quickly we pan to
The young black man with intentions to ban you
Seems that people need an aid today
So many fade away so many fiend to stay
I really rhyme 'cause I feel I should say things
While the fraudulent act raps just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when they was young
They was fronted on and left alone to have they own fun
Now they've all grown up to be assholes
I'm giving you the rope will you tie up the lassos
You swing dangling from peach trees
While I sip my Daiquiris in the south west breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it keeps
Dripping out gems that's converted to hems and then
People be humming it from now to they next to kin
My family is starving You know they want me to win
Me forfeit nigga please get off it
Send a check in my name to my office
Mutombo in the lane yo I toss it
Abstract coming through witness the bullshit
[Busta Rhymes]
Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the fucking beat off
I pray I am, and I feel good today
Reminisce as I'm cruisin around the way
Roll tight past the park where I used to play
Can't think of a better way to spend my day
Uh, still findin my way, still growin
Petrol blowin, moon soon showin
Gots to get goin, losin the light
And "The Freaks Come Out at Night," right
Just cruisin
Where, baby, I don't care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin (I'm just cruisin)
Where, baby, I don't care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin
brook! brook!
Brook! where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at (ny,ny) where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn (ny,ny)
Where brookyln at? Brooklyn at (ny,ny) where Brooklyn at?
Balls so low most fools couldn't price me
Sign and stunt with a blunt full of P-E
And I guess you know me,
Been in N-Y so long got Tri-State family
Especially Brooklyn shout out to Damati's
My bloodline runs deep, unless I don't sleep
Figure it's my pops keeping me away
Help me keep my mind off the clouds for reality
These muthafuckers can't fathom the wizardry
Slow-mo brain that's backwards cowards
Took a shower your attitude stinks
Wanna know what I think?
Discover the truth
That is The Boogieman
And now you know it's real
And everything you feel
Hits you again, you will stand
Face-to-face with that Boogieman
They don't wanna have to try to do as I do
That's prolly why it ain't been easy for me to slide through
I chew rappers up, on stage and mics they by-Flew,
Out with the ravens, flight to hatin, haven lies you
'cause you don't want change
And you don't want strange,
Rearranging the main lanes to brain games from plain jane
That's when your fames strange
And you can maintain
you think you sang such an insane rain, same thing
And I'm the shadow in the dark
That came for battlin' in the park
And they skidaddled when I barked
That give a rattle to their hearts
'Cause they're afraid they will all fail
Darkness will prevail
The boogieman is not a tall tail
Wat a tough act to follow
you afraid?
Musical intention that we have is vast
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm dead on your
Oh well, then here comes the gelatin
Tips on some sugars but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now your party is completely blown
Real name is Kamal, I'm in completely zone
It's rap time for you, that means nap time
Preachin' from my joint, what the I'ma clap mine
Singin songs of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise your at the end like the sixth sense
Heavy hitters knockin' shit out the park
You couldn't even really play tell me why did you start
Spittin' sharp blades laced with bleach
You wanna play around kid, I'm not a walk at the beach
A stroll in the park or your playground
Put on your headphones, tell me how grenades sound
Put on your walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I gets down
All my bitches, dance if you know that you dam sure
Let your drip on the dance floor if you wanna
Get down
That, that bust gats
Better let 'em in 'fore they rush that 'cause they wanna
Get down
Blick, piano sick
Get down
Chill you can get off my and
Get down
While I'm on the hook get on your good foot
And blow up the spot for all of you 'cause that's how we
Get down
Comin' with the brand new quickly we pan to
The young black man with intentions to ban you
Seems that people need an aid today
So many fade away, so many fiend to stay
I really rhyme 'cause I feel I should say things
While the fraudulent act raps just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when they was young
They was fronted on and left alone to have they own fun
Now they've all grown up to be
I'm giving you the rope will you tie up the lassos
You swing dangling from peach trees
While I sip my Daqaris in the south west breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it keeps
Drippin' out gems that's converted to hems and then
People be hummin' it from now to they next to kin
My family is starvin', you know they want me to win
Me forfeit, please get off it
Send a check in my name to my office
Mutombo in the lane, yo I toss it
Abstract comin' through witness the bull
Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the beat off
As the clock ticks
He plays the low NY sticks (hey)
Pause, deep cover, binocular optics (oh)
Only spotted a rice grain on a chopstick
Zoomed out to notice a shiny badge
Officer dropkick must've been pork fries
Spit a chunk of fodder at his partner
As he put the ride in park
I see both eyes staring at the opposite side
Of the block as they spied, a fiend glide by
Hotter than July, what a bullshit disguise
Vest bulging through the sides, aviator hides
It's just 5 past lunch rush
Last time a fast guy took a dive
Step lively, look alive
The city don't sleep or take naps
And won't easily concede to jake traps
How quick he make scraps through fake daps
Either the trees, the D
Or cracks that break snap
Choose your poison, amusing or annoyin'
Just be sure to avoid the blues
In them boys 'n 'em
They're not toyin', taxpayers help employ 'em
They turn around and treat 'em
More worser than the goyim
Soarin' past the krilla to the
Other wearin' denim Lees
They real dirty, plain clothes enemies
Tend to be pretendin'
In it to end a dude's legacy
With numbers that run concurrent
Still'll be a century
Or end in a heartbeat, them streets, damn
For simply just tryna' eat and feed fam
The drug war turned out to be a complete sham
All the while throughout the system
A beat jam not my problem
He's here to watch the watchers
'til the last shift
And get paid good if who ask "if"
And be ready to blast for the hood
Don't let your mask shift
And put that work in overtime
'til the last sniff
I'm done when I cum
Cause up in this pussy feels better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Dada county, up to Tallahassee
Atlanta these nigga be getting at me
Philly, D.C., NY to Chi Town
Quick stop in New Orleans and damn near drowned (ugh)
But a bitch so fly
I don't need no front
I live in the sky
Deal with big money
Can you deal with a dime?
Niggas wanna act like it's up and it's not
Took his bitch and it is what it was, on me (me)
I park my whip in the back (skrrt-skrrt)
'Cause my bitch got that ass, from the front, you can see, ooh-wee (wee)
Too many nights like this (yeah)
I can tell that she drunk when she type like this, ooh-wee (woo, woo)
What you niggas mad about?
Boo outdone you so drop them thongs
You know you only really like me 'cause I drop them songs
That's why I gun 'em like that, gun in these bitches
Chosen dog, I don't come to these bitches
They after sumthin' you know, it be riches
10 months later she got baby pictures
Talkin' 'bout, "I tried to call, you never flee me"
Talkin' 'bout, "I was at the show, you ain't see me"
"No wasn't lookin', lot of hoes there
The show in NY, it's a lot of shows there", come on
Do you wanna ride inside my car?
Butter leather seats with the VCR
Panoramic view so you can see the stars
Hot hot, is my only charge
Hot hot, is my only charge
Hot hot, is my only charge
No tellin' where we'll go, girl we'll go far but
Hot Hot, is my only charge
You wanna ride?
Born in nineteen thirty-five in Brooklyn, NY
Son of Anna and Phil
At nineteen years old he married my mother Judy
And immediately paid his first Bloomingdale's bill
Right away they started on a family
Three smart kids popped out of mom's tummy
But then one steamy* night dad forgot to wear his raincoat
Nine months later out came the dummy
But he took care of me
Oh, 'Stan the Man' was my hero
The coolest guy ever, I swear
He stayed up all night making me a clay volcano
That's how I won the science fair
He was 6'2, 200 and 50 lbs.
I pray I am, and I feel good today
Reminisce as I'm cruisin around the way
Roll tight past the park where I used to play
Can't think of a better way to spend my day
Uh, still findin my way, still growin
Petrol blowin, moon soon showin
Gots to get goin, losin the light
And "The Freaks Come Out at Night," right
Just cruisin
Where, baby, I don't care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin (I'm just cruisin)
Where, baby, I don't care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin
Balls so low most fools couldn't price me
Sign and stunt with a blunt full of P-E
And I guess you know me,
Been in N-Y so long got Tri-State family
Especially Brooklyn shout out to Damati's
My bloodline runs deep, unless I don't sleep
Figure it's my pops keeping me away
Help me keep my mind off the clouds for reality
These muthafuckers can't fathom the wizardry
Slow-mo brain that's backwards cowards
Took a shower your attitude stinks
Wanna know what I think?
All my BMo niggas, where ya at? Throw your hood up
All my N.Y. niggas!
All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at? Throw your hood up
All my G.A. niggas! Hol' up
All my Bay niggas, where ya at?
I wish i was in NY this morning sitting all alone
The sun on central park in my eyes
And the pigeons on a savings and loan.
Ghostface killah
Produced by suay lo
LYRICS
1st verse I-BORN
Who’s the lightskin kid in the corner ice grilled up
Looks like he’s holding don’t get fucked up
Meet the overhand sledge hammer Gotham city hero
Heard this and jumped right out the window
Word on the street is when they saw me on Gramatan
With 30 large in a bag you still a wordsmith craftsman
Betta ask him damn skippy
Mover quickly don’t wanna miss me
I fly ya ahead like a frisby
This is contraband rap battalion infantry remember me
Throw pyro walk on water in front of kennedys
Yo UN we got one told starks meet me in mecca
Make salat at the mosque here’s a new rug check the texture
From the slums of shaolin this mount Vernon boy is violent
I kick your door in I brought the hilltop who wanna challenge
Its war time when I rhyme get in line the big 9
World famous watch I shine
HOOK
Ayo we money gettas rhyme spittas wardrobe killas
Yo we be the world famous
Big whip pushas jewels glowing the streets all know us
Yo we be the world famous
Yo Its iborn and ghost suay lo the host shake the sidewalk
We be the world famous
Ayo we make it happen the boys be rappin NY heat throwers mt Vernon and staten
2nd Verse Ghostface
Yeah yo yo walaikum salaam
muslim oil and sage I sprayed the quran
glass mosques I prayed in Ethiopian caves and Spain and Milan
in this race ima look back and wave the baton
I go dumb like apache drums catchy hooks and this beat give me heartburn just pass the tums
Under the spotlight
My jewels fuckup your eyesight
Crystal stones is pedinlite selenite
Yeah we jump outta joint and don’t even park right
That bruce wayne shit that straight outta dark night
The pistols made steel pipes insulated
Peru connects even the coke gets catered
Hosted by sicilian chefs with bowtie pasta
Ransom notes scripted and big eyed lobsters
Sincerely yours
Tone starks and iborn
Got ya plug iborn in the sauce
HOOK
Ayo we money gettas rhyme spittas wardrobe killas
Yo we be the world famous
Big whip pushas jewels glowing the streets all know us
Yo we be the world famous
Yo Its iborn and ghost suay lo the host shake the sidewalk
We be the world famous
Ayo we make it happen the boys be rappin ny heat throwers mt Vernon and staten
Writers: Chaisurat Taylor and Dennis Coles
Produced by: Phillip Anderson
(is it her)
Leave ya man like Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I'm done when I cum
Cause up in this pussy feels better than the lottery
Don't lie to me I'm a hot commodity
Dada county, up to Tallahassee
Atlanta these nigga be getting at me
Philly, D.C., NY to Chi Town
Quick stop in New Orleans and damn near drowned (ugh)
But a bitch so fly
I don't need no front
I live in tha sky
Deal with big money
Can you deal with a dime?
Central Park is cold and gray
And I can't see much of anything, since you ran away
I walk around just like a fool
Thinking my sweet life has gone cruel
I remember this time, in so many ways
Seems like it was yesterday
The walks around down to Chelsea
The streets never been so lonely
That's NY with its 10,000 fuckin' million people
Oh NY, you've always made me feel so alone
Oh, NY, NY, NY
Oh NY, what have you done to me
What have you done to me
Times Square's never been so sad
And I wonder how it could have gone so bad
What did I say what did I do
What were the words, there were so few
Broadway's looking straight at me
Oh, 5th avenue can't you see, I'm blind as a blind man can be
I just wasn't able to hear
I just couldn't look past my fears
That's NY with its 10,000 fuckin' million people
Oh NY, you've always made me feel so alone
Oh, NY, NY, NY
Oh NY, what have you done to me
What have you done to me
That's NY with its 10,000 fuckin' million people
Oh NY, you've always made me feel so alone
Oh, NY, NY, NY
Oh NY, what have you done to me
What have you done to me
Vil nogen gi' deres højre arm
for et par halve sandheder fra dengang
indmaden var ny?
Camilla fra Park Allé.
Er det mon den der ketchup der minder ham om
Camilla fra Park Allé.
Den minder ham om Camilla
fra Park Allé.
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