Lyrics:
I want to tell you somethin'
I want you to spell for me New York
Come an Jim, how you spell New York?
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
Out of sight man right on
O right on, yeah right on
Man oh man I run around I've got to read the setting sun
'Cause I've got cocaine a whole lot, a whole lot of
Cocaine man
Running around my brain, running
Around my brain cocaine, cocaine, running around my
Brain yeah
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind
Zal and Denny workin' for a penny
Tryin' to get a fish on the line
In a coffee house Sebastian sat
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire just a gettin' higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Zally said Denny, you know there aren't many
Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south
Denny said Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish
I could play guitar like you
Zal, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl)
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire still a gettin' higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore
But she changed her mind one day
Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike
Take me to New York right away
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps
Called John and Zal and that was the Mugwumps
McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher
But that's what they were aimin' at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Don't you work as hard as you play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zal formed the Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful
McGuinn and McGuire just a catchin' fire
In L.A., you know where that's at
And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Di di di dit dit dit di di di dit, whoa
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea
Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it
We knew she'd come eventually
Greasin' on American Express cards
It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard
Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations
Can't go on indefinitely
And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
New York, New York
Does it taste nice
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it taste like
What it burns like
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you really hurt
Make it like it really burns
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby make it really hurt
Like everything that ever burned
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
New York, New York
Does it taste nice
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it taste like
What it burns like
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you really hurt
Make it like it really burns
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby make it really hurt
Like everything that ever burned
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind
Zal and Denny workin' for a penny
Tryin' to get a fish on the line
In a coffee house Sebastian sat
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire just a gettin' higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Zally said Denny, you know there aren't many
Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south
Denny said Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish
I could play guitar like you
Zal, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl)
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire still a gettin' higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore
But she changed her mind one day
Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike
Take me to New York right away
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps
Called John and Zal and that was the Mugwumps
McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher
But that's what they were aimin' at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Don't you work as hard as you play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zal formed the Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful
McGuinn and McGuire just a catchin' fire
In L.A., you know where that's at
And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Di di di dit dit dit di di di dit, whoa
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea
Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it
We knew she'd come eventually
Greasin' on American Express cards
It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard
Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations
Can't go on indefinitely
And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind
Zal and Denny workin' for a penny
Tryin' to get a fish on the line
In a coffee house Sebastian sat
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Zally said "Denny, you know there aren't many
Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south"
Denny said "Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish
I could play guitar like you"
Zal, Denny and Sebastian sat (At the Night Owl)
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore
But she changed her mind one day
Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike
"Take me to New York right away"
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps
Called John and Zal and that was the Mugwumps
McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher
But that's what they were aimin' at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Don't you work as hard as you play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zal formed the Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful
McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire
In L.A., you know where that's at
And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, whoa
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea
Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it
We knew she'd come eventually
Greasin' on American Express cards
It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard
Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations
Can't go on indefinitely
And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fell down
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it's chained to the ground
Chained to the ground
The warden said
"The exit is sold
If you want a way out
Silver and gold"
Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream at the silence, it's crawling
It crawls under the door
There's a rope around my neck
And there's a trigger in your gun
Jesus say something
I am someone, I am someone
I am someone
Captain and kings
In the ships hold
They came to collect
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Seen the coming and the going
Seen them captains and the kings
See them navy blue uniforms
See them bright and shiny things
Bright shiny things, yeah
The temperature is rising
The fever white hot
Mister, I ain't got nothing
But it's more than you got
Chains no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my feet
Outside are the prisoners
Inside the free
Set them free
Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah, silver and gold
This song was written in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against apartheids
It's a song written about a man in a shanty town outside of Johannesburg
A man who's sick of looking down the barrel of white South Africa
A man who is at the point where he is ready to take up arms against his oppressor
A man who has lost faith in the peace makers of the West
While they argue and while they fail to support a man like Bishop Tutu
And his request for economic sanctions against South Africa
Am I bugging you?
In the shithouse a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fall down
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it's chained to the ground
Chained to the ground
The warden said the exit is sold
If you want a way out
Silver and gold
Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream at the silence, it's crawling
It crawls under the door
There's a rope around my neck
And there's a trigger in a gun
Jesus say something
I am someone, I am someone
I am someone
Captains and kings in the ships hold
They came to collect
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
See the coming and the going
Seen them captains and the kings
See them navy blue uniforms
See them bright and shiny things
Bright, shiny things, yeah
The temperature is rising
The fever white hot
Mister, I ain't got nothing
But it's more than you got
Chains no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my feet
Outside are the prisoners
Inside the free
Set them free
Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah, silver and gold
This song was written in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against apartheid
It's a song written about a man in a shantytown outside of Johannesburg
A man who's sick of looking down the barrel of white South Africa
A man who is at the point where he is ready to take up arms against his oppressor
A man who has lost faith in the peace makers of the west
While they argue and while they fail to support a man like Bishop Tutu
And his request for economic sanctions against South Africa
Am I bugging you
Don't mean to bug ya
Ok Edge, play the blues
I want to tell you somethin'
I want you to spell for me New York
Come an Jim, how you spell New York?
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
Out of sight man right on
O right on, yeah right on
Man oh man I run around I've got to read the setting sun
'Cause I've got cocaine a whole lot, a whole lot of
Cocaine man
Running around my brain, running
Around my brain cocaine, cocaine, running around my
Brain yeah
Sure man, I can spell New York, well go ahead man
N-e-w Y-O-R-K, that's New York, man
No man, you've made a mistake man
I'm gonna teach you the right way and the proper way to spell New York, man
Well, go ahead, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
You see, no matter where I treat my guest
They always like my kitchen best
'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain
I've cocaine running around my brain
I want to dig me soul brothers and soul sisters
I want you to hold me tight 'cause I'm out of sight and I'm dynamite
I've got cocaine running around my brain
I've got cocaine running around my brain
Man oh man I've gotta be on the run
Because I've got to meet the setting sun
I've got a whole, a whole lot of cocaine just running around my brain
I've got cocaine
Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all
I want you spell for me something, Jim
I want you spell for me New York, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
Right on, right on
Right on, right on
Whenever time I walk in the rain
Man, oh man, it make me feel a burning pain
Keep on burning in my bloody brain
I've got cocaine running around my brain
I've got cocaine running around my brain
No matter where I treat my guests
They always like my kitchen best
Because I've got a whole lot of cocaine
Just running around my brain cocaine
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
I've got cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Running around my brain
I want you to dig me soul brothers and soul sisters
I want you to hold tight 'cause I'm outta sight and I'm dynamite
I've got cocaine running around in my brain
I've got cocaine running around in my brain
I've got cocaine running around in my brain
Hey Jim
Jim
Just a minute
Just a minute
Just a minute
Just a minute, just a minute
Cocaine, Lord it's cocaine
Yeah it's cocaine, everyone cocaine
Ah everyone cocaine
It's cocaine, and it's cocaine
Running around my brain
Running around my brain
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, yeah
Man oh man I've gotta be on the run
Because I've got to meet that setting sun
And I've got a whole, a whole lot of cocaine just running around my brain
I've got cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
New York, New York
Does it taste nice
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it taste like
What it burns like
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you really hurt
Make it like it really burns
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby make it really hurt
Like everything that ever burned
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
New York, New York
Does it taste nice
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it taste like
What it burns like
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you really hurt
Make it like it really burns
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
New York, New York
Does it taste right
Does it feel right
New York, New York
Does it burn bright
Are the stars light
Do you know my name
Do you even care
Do you love when I take you up there
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby make it really hurt
Like everything that ever burned
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Baby won't you take me there
Make it like you really care
I am feeling good up there
Just keep the diamonds in my hair
Make me feel good right now
Like everything does in this town
Lines of snow and popping corks
Money, drugs in old New York
Oh no, I can't believe it
It's like I've got the whole world in my palm
And I'm ready to drop bombs
Welcome to the Slim Shady Mecca, Rebecca
It's the village in New York, right next to the Tribeca
That's my sector, homosexual dissector
Come again, rewind selector
I said nice rectum, I had a vasectomy, Hector
So you can't get pregnant if I bisexually wreck ya
Hannibal Lector in the guy section, I bet ya
I tantalize ya in the less than five seconds I get ya
They say once bitten then twice shy, well lie next to the guy
With nine ecstasy pills and five extra
Boxes of ripped condoms and quantities, why yes, sir
I took the rest of the Lunesta pills for my dresser
That's my kind of vibe, what else should I try, Lester?
DJ Scratch, you sick for this one
Woo, come on, New York we back, Swizzy
If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up, right now
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Tims with the shorts on my New York shit
I'm on my New York shit
Ridin' on the train on my New York shit
Burner in the club on my New York shit
Razor in my mouth on my New York shit
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Got the world followin' the New York script
Hustle with Tims and hoodies on my New York flip
Rubber band stack money with my New York click
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks
Tailor-made clothin' with my New York stitch
My chick bangin', don't you see my New York bitch
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
You niggaz know we deserve the props we get
Ridin' up in the range, I'm in my New York whip
International chicks on my New York dick
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
See how I kill it with my New York spit
Thanks to the boroughs, now, I'm New York rich
The way I flood I'm thorough with my New York hits
If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up, right now
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Kid Capri on my New York shit
DJ Red Alert on my New York shit
Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit
Woo, I'm on my New York shit
B.I.G. on my New York shit
Big Pun on my New York shit
Jam Master Jay on my New York shit
BVD's and do-rags, nigga
Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons
Got a nickel crack, hand on hand, niggaz
On a hustle rebellin', while the D's calculatin' who sellin'
Sell drugs right in front of the deli
Pancho know what we doin'
And while we bubblin' our corner be brewin'
Introduce you to the new walk nigga and the new talk nigga
That's how we do when we in New York, niggaz
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Every hood love me for my New York skill
I got a lot of money on that New York strip
Gully rock a scully with a New York fit
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Run up in The Tunnel, catch a New York vick
O.D.B. reppin' New York sick
Shit, you want the truth, take a New York trip
If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up, right now
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Sometimes I think I know how it is
Other times I'm completely in the dark
You know, baby, cause and effect
I've got my karma from here right to New York
I'm satisfied
Cause I made it
The way it is
I'm satisfied (satisfied)
Inside
There's a party going on tonight
And we can go if you want to
There's a good band playing downtown
But looking at you right now
Tell you what I'd rather to do
Is go to bed early
Turn out the lights
It's only eight thirty
But that's alright
Know you ain't tired
Neither am I
Let's go to bed early
And stay up all night
You look like that dress was made for you
To walk a runway in New York
But right now my only thought
Is that dress would be better off
Laying on the floor
Let's go to bed early
Turn out the lights
It's only eight thirty
But that's alright
Know you ain't tired
Neither am I
Let's go to bed early
And stay up all night
This night is young
Yeah I know
Come on baby
Let's go to bed early
Turn out the lights
It's only eight thirty
But that's alright
Know you ain't tired
Neither am I
Let's go to bed early
And stay up all night
Now it's always once upon a time, in New York City
It's a big old, bad old, tough old town, it's true
But beginnings are contagious there
They're always setting stages there
They're always turning pages there for you
Ain't it great the way it all begins in New York City
Right away, you're making time, and making friends
No one cares where you were yesterday
If they pick you out, you're on your way
To a once upon a time that never ends
So Oliver, don't be shy
Get out there and go and try
Believin' that you're the guy
They're dying to see
'Cause a dream's no crime
Not once upon a time
Once upon a time in New York City
If it's always once upon a time in New York City
Why does nightfall leave you feeling so alone
How could any one stay starry-eyed
When it's raining cats and dogs outside
And the rain has said "now you're on your own"
So Oliver don't be scared
Though yesterday no one cared
They're getting your place prepared
Where you want to be
Keep your dream alive
Dreaming is still how the strong survive
Once upon a time in New York City
Keep your dream alive
Dreaming is still how the strong survive
Once upon a time in New York City
Keep your dream alive
Dreaming is still how the strong survive
Once upon a time in New York City
And it's always once upon a time, in New York City
They're always turning pages there for you.
Ain't it great the way it all begins in New York City.
Right away, you're making time, and making friends.
No one cares where you were yesterday
If they pick you out, you're on your way!
Took a heartbreak off the coast of Maine
Came up short and I tried again
Then New York stole the heart right off my sleeve
Fell asleep with a broken wheel
And something kept me rolling still
Both eyes closed waiting for the American dream
Yeah, I'm runnin' just as fast as my heart can
Some call me a fool and some just call it restlessness
But I keep on runnin'
Changing tires and changing plans
I call it my pursuit of happiness
Found a song in Carolina
Left a tip at every diner
Always running late on Eastern time
Put a hundred in the offering plate
And wondered if those pearly gates
Would open if I found the perfect rhyme
Yeah, I'm runnin' just as fast as my heart can
Some call me a fool and some just call it restlessness
But I keep on runnin'
Changing tires and changing plans
I call it my pursuit of happiness
It's a stranger, it's a dollar, it's my name on a big marquee
It's a million miles away, and it's right in front of me
Yeah, I keep on runnin' just as fast as my heart can
Some call me a fool and some just call it restlessness
But I keep on runnin' (keep on runnin')
Changing tires and changing plans
I call it my pursuit of happiness
Yeah, it's all just my pursuit of happiness
I want to tell you somethin'
I want you to spell for me New York
Come an Jim, how you spell New York?
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
Out of sight man right on
O right on, yeah right on
Man oh man I run around I've got to read the setting sun
'Cause I've got cocaine a whole lot, a whole lot of
Cocaine man
Running around my brain, running
Around my brain cocaine, cocaine, running around my
Brain yeah
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fell down
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it's chained to the ground
Chained to the ground
The warden said
"The exit is sold
If you want a way out
Silver and gold"
Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream at the silence, it's crawling
It crawls under the door
There's a rope around my neck
And there's a trigger in your gun
Jesus say something
I am someone, I am someone
I am someone
Captain and kings
In the ships hold
They came to collect
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Seen the coming and the going
Seen them captains and the kings
See them navy blue uniforms
See them bright and shiny things
Bright shiny things, yeah
The temperature is rising
The fever white hot
Mister, I ain't got nothing
But it's more than you got
Chains no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my feet
Outside are the prisoners
Inside the free
Set them free
Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Yeah, silver and gold
This song was written in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against apartheids
It's a song written about a man in a shanty town outside of Johannesburg
A man who's sick of looking down the barrel of white South Africa
A man who is at the point where he is ready to take up arms against his oppressor
A man who has lost faith in the peace makers of the West
While they argue and while they fail to support a man like Bishop Tutu
And his request for economic sanctions against South Africa
Am I bugging you?
That's my therapy (okay)
No matter what, I make sure I'm the one that's there for me
Slowly turnin' into that nigga that I was scared to be
Gotta know it's mutual 'fore I show you the real me (facts)
You just sent Mary J, now I'm on a track with Mary J. Blige (Blige)
I'm in New York right now Harlem Shakin' all my pride (pride)
Tough love how I'm comin', I ain't lettin' nothin' slide (nah)
Already know the answer, so tryna see if you gon' lie (haha)
Stop callin' me brother, I barely know you
I don't ask for much, show me the same love I show you (love)
From Clearport, Billboard, nominated for awards
Hard on myself, I had to strive for it (strive for it)
Great things are always born out of the system
As long as God is with me, I know I'm not a victim
Life so good I just wanna keep livin'
Life so sweet I just gotta keep givin'
Great things are always born out of the system
As long as God is with me, I know I'm not a victim
Life so good I just wanna keep livin'
Life so sweet I just gotta keep givin'
I need to be more secure ('cure)
Had me thinkin' less when I'm more (more)
Was sleepin', now I'm waken to the core
Never buying tickets to the shitshow
I need to be more secure ('cure)
Not hating on myself no more (more)
I heard all of this before ('fore)
Never buying tickets to the shitshow
Tough love is the therapy (mhm-hmm)
Wake up, I ain't scared of me (wake up)
When I see you testin' me (testin' me)
Then I see the best in me (best in me)
Tough love is the therapy (therapy)
Wake up, I ain't scared of me (oh, no)
When I see you testin' me (testin' me)
Then I see the best in me
I'm not wastin' my time
'Cause peace is hard to find
It gets so hard to climb
It's like I'm goin' blind
'Cause life's the sweetest pain
I'd rather go insane
Than live my life in vain
Live my life in vain
Tough love is the therapy (no)
Wake up, I ain't scared of me (you better wake up)
When I see you testin' me
Then I see the best in me (oh, yeah)
Tough love is the therapy (tough love)
Wake up, I ain't scared of me (that's what I need)
When I see you testin' me (testin' me)
Then I see the best in me (oh)
Tough love is the therapy
Wake up, I ain't scared of me (no, no)
When I see you testin' me (when I see you testin' me)
Then I see the best in me
Tough love is the therapy (mmh)
Wake up, I ain't scared of me (wake up)
When I see you testin' me (testin' me, yeah)
Then I see the best in me (therapy)
Oh
Oh
Tough love
It's what I need, it's what I need
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 to the ground
Building going up to the sky
Wintertime in New York town
The wind blowing snow around
Walk around with nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years
I didn't feel so cold then
I swung on to my old guitar
Grabbed hold of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village
I walked down there and ended up
In one of them coffee-houses on the block
Got on the stage to sing and play
Man there said, come back some other day
You sound like a hillbilly
We want folksingers here
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play
Blowing my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out and upside down
The man there said he loved my sound
He was raving about he loved my sound
Dollar a day's worth
After weeks and weeks of hanging around
I finally got a job in New York town
In a bigger place, bigger money too
Even joined the union and paid my dues
Now, a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen
It don't take too long to find out
Just what he was talking about
A lot of people don't have much food on their table
But they got a lot of forks and knives
And they gotta cut something
So one morning when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And heated out for the western skies
So long New York
Howdy, East Orange
Ladies and gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov is definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem World (Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)
Stand the fuck up!
[Jay-Z]
I'm a B.K. brawler
Marcy projects hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper, get your order up
I bring em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
It's gonna cost you more if I gotta get em to Florida
Rucka game attender
With the bent pole on the sidewalk with the tin plates on the fender
I ain't hard to find you catch me frontin center
At the Knick game, big chain and all my splender
Next to spike and the pen left to write
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight
But damn once again if you pan left at the ice
If you the man that write cheques with the hand that don't write
I go off the head when I'm rambling on the mic
And I go off the feds when I'm srambling at night
And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right Cam?
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