Lyrics:
sneakers
This is the mecca that raised me
City ah city ah New York
My own reflection can't catch Me
Out they sight when I pull off
Ghost for
Midnight, New York City.
Broadway, going up in flames.
Ground zero, big city.
Big Apple swallowed by the flames.
Bombs away, we never saw it coming.
I said I met that girl in New York
Louie pullin' up in a Phantom
Tears coming down just like a fountain
Thug shed a tear, leave the world drowning
is New York City Nigga
Feeling so heavenly
Run this shit readily
Talking mansions in Beverley
Saying R.I.P. to Pop Smoke
Damn
This is
This is New York
house
I got a rock and roll car
I play the shit out the drums
And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in New York
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't
house
I got a rock and roll car
I play the shit out the drums
And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in New York
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't
the wolves and refused to settle down
Maybe I've stormed out of every single room in this town
Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it's morning now
Brooklyn! New York City
Cin-ci-natti! Keep on!
Talib Kweli-Verse 2:
We remain, hotter than the blue part of the flame
I got a glock in my brain
that
She was everything to me and she was my woman
I can remember the first time we met in New York City, in Central Park
I was wearing a pair of white
the world in New York
In them Queensbridge projects
Nas dropped Illmatic on April 19
Back home it was tragic, today it's pristine
25 years later; bumping
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
night with my girl by my side on the floor
My matchbook is out better stop at the convenience store
Baby, don't bring me to New York City now
She said,
Yeah... what's happening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry")
Down on New York's Wall Street
They still sell the American dream
Where morals flow like oxygen
From an iron lung machine
Business men hold
Cause it's our time
("It's over now") in bright lights surrounded by skirts
("You had me found, you shot me down")
Pop Life and Deen Whitter, we puttin in
New York the city that never sleeps
Bodies covered in white sheets are layin' in the streets
Shit gets deep as we creep up the block by the kids
of the day
I'll stop by Sweet Michelle's door
Just in case she'll ever ask me to stay
Down on her floor, she knows I'm
Down on her floor, she knows I'm
Down
of the day
I'll stop by Sweet Michelle's door
Just in case she'll ever ask me to stay
Down on her floor, she knows I'm
Down on her floor, she knows I'm
Down
I love you
Whoa
New York City, sing that out
Whoa
I promise that one day I'll be around
I'll keep you safe, I'll keep you sound
Right now
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what
pizza and Coke (what)
It's that New York shit
That real life grit
From the
Heart of the city its as hard as it gets
X4
Blade by my side for
in New York City
There's so much more I wished I knew about you
Ooh, I can't forget it, get it
Ooh, and now I can't sleep
Two strangers lost in New
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