Lyrics:
You run from years by chasing styles
Savvy looks to new age flair
The hot spot earrings aren't becoming
You don't look good in purple hair
New York
Cleveland, Charlotte and New York New York
All the girls from California to the Jersey shore, we’re going to rock your little cowboy world
We’ll match you
pack the streets of New York, I give em G-Rap
I'm cool, on the road to the riches to get my G back (I'll be that)
Killa Beez mind your beeswax
Past
Valentine's
Ten in New York, it's nine Alabama time
Moved to A-T-L, the whole East Atlanta mine
Billion dollar deal, I signed on the dotted line
Gucci 'bout
talk, the inc about to run New York
Cause there's no real niggaz left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's nigga
Lt
Real talk, the inc about to run New York
'Cause there's no real n****z left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's
and to my little young nigga,
Free, in New York, keep your eyes open nigga,
Think with your mind and not with your soul,
That's how you free your pain,
I was up in New York City,
Just the other week.
You shoulda seen the waitress face
When I ordered sweet tea.
She said "we don't have that here"
And I
caught in Bridgeport
New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
Sometimes it's hard to wake up in
had to have more
Homes in New York and London, on the beach at Malibu
I bought one for each facet of woman in you
By then you had retired from
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
Cali New York or Chir town
But us Carolina nigga don't play around
Big house on da hills, Out in Carolina
Smoking weed but illegal, Out in Carolina
Out
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
the alley
I love books about New York
I prefer Silicon Valley
See I love books cause they got us through college
I love books because they've grossed us like
Eye of the storm, here we come
Hanging on by a thread, pull the curtain, come undone
They're trying to delete New York
Switch our memories back
nutten ( dem bout nutten )
New York accra to London (London )
This song a go shoot straight like a Gun (like a gun )
We get more connect than a wifi
the horde
Executed - Electrocuted
Reborn cybernetic lord
In the darkness evil marches
Parasites of the damned
Liberates as he incinerates
New York under
up strong from New York to Illinois
You can make change
You can make a dent
You can be the top 1%
If you want to
Nobody can stop you
But making sure
Go swiftly to New York and dream of me
To where it's soft and round and full of sound
And the lights shine brighter on your upper ground
Say
pointing east
To New York
Seconds fly after the first touch of spring
What will this waiting bring
Patience and memories
Time's a little something
on the same day as Khaled I got another one
Been through the struggle but I ain't no bitch
I'm from New York, I'll tell you suck my dick
I got another one
Moved
winter time
Need cold flows for the finish line
I wanna win with my lines
Can be a winner I see it for me
Survived New york's hell heat
Sweet chick frozes
Staten Island
Even in the, City Don't forget the, Bronx & Harlem
I'm from Trini, But I trap In New York, What's tha problem
Ain't gang, But this Snob nose,
I heard in lower Manhattan they are growing gills
New York’s the new Atlantis; a modern R’lyeh
And one day the oceans gonna be our tomb
Bodies
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