Lyrics:
On the Hudson River Line
I'm in a New York state of mind
Ooh
It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythm and the blues
But now I need
And I want to stuff it down the author's throat
And I'm sleeping with someone new every night
And in the morning politely saying "bye"
And I'm
blazin' the gun
And all that good stuff, six-three walk with a strut
On these New York streets like baby what
Anything can happen, it usually does
I'm
The year is 1975 (yeah)
Brooklyn, New York City (stand up)
A child destined for greatness is born (we goin' in)
Let's go
Get your hands in
act hard, so they keep squirtin'
I move work often
Like when New York couldn't beat Boston
Controllin' the nets, I float on ya block
Hop out, post up,
milly rock in New York, nigga
Stop it
Kawaii swag, bag a witch in Hot Topic
Punk rockstar, got bands in my pocket
Your girl want me, yeah
She on me like
strapped on my ankle
I'm back in the city and I can't believe this shit
Got the biggest, baddest bitch in New York
Her name Liberty, I came to see
where I didn't belong
Back to the city and places I've known
Where I'm by myself, but I'm never alone
Brought up in New York, brought down in LA
It's
no-one seems to mind
I'm sure that you've moved on by
Now and I shouldn't have called, i know
But no-one here in New York seems
To care that I'm alone
Polly stop buying shine shoes
cren't lasting a day
They'd be gone by the very start of it
New York, New York
I just landed in the city
Hard to hop
everybody's playing our game
Welcome nightmares in New York
We're glad to see you're here
Nightmares in New York (Nightmares nightmare)
Nightmares in New York
you should have yours (uh-huh)
'Cause it won't be no warnings when it's time to go to war (what)
New York City
That's where I'm from (uh-huh, Tony
play the harp fool
The streets is my philanthropy
These beats help a nigga keep his sanity
I'm riding round New York in my car, mellow
Smoking on that
of weed, I said a lot of rhymes
Always fucked up in niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
but ain't nuttin like pimpin
life-story
You remember to tell them:
I grew up in New York City
Since I was born on Broadway, bcby!
Moved downtown when I was just nineteen point
To start
bitch by myself
I ain't gonna share with nobody
I ain't share with nobody
I got- I got new hobbies
You know, I'm drippin' so hard
I'm finna- I'm finna
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
the sky
A symphony of sounds, as people hustle by
Oh, New York, New York, you've captured my soul
Your vibrant energy, a story to be told
I long to be
a tragedy and now you're affected
Five-hundred horses in the Porsche
That I drove from New York to Georgia
Blocked tu number just to end the torture
Cuz a tí
really been goners
But here's the reason I'm telling this story
Lois wanted to thank Sister Mary
But by the time Lois arrived in California
Sister Mary had
to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
Stalkin lofts men to New York and in between
so take caution, leave the flossin for dental hygiene
Mental plus my
want, I just go out and get it
I'm like a fluzy I'm choosy and I don't fall for tricks
'Cause guys be running games, like the New York Nicks
But
a law, we gon' ride strapped, bitch
We be 'bout that beef, fuck that rap shit
And free my nigga Meek, I'm on my Philly shit
And my New York bitch from
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