Lyrics:
It's been a long time coming
But we gotta keep moving
Just left the arena
We got trapped in the Subway
Chased by some policeman
Couldn't find that
she bang my bang my
Come over here I make all yo fears disappear
When I sweet talk yo ear
By the end of the night I bet she say my
By the end if
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I
my sweet thang is out tomocattin' around
He finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you barroom roses
If my sweet thang does happen by
Ya bitch woke me up called me Calvin
Yes I'm so Marty McFly with more fashion sense
Ouuu my fit looks like I’m dressed by Wes Anderson
Go'on take my
(U-God)
Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef
Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep
Wit' cats and dogs become meat
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
speechless
Like no-star Sneetches, like
Brain cells sucked by leeches
Short Beach is the best bash
If I was a woman, I'd demand a tongue-lash
Be tall
your talk me and bro bro just walk this walk
This ain't prod by walkz but who’s got bars
Recky of course
You talk your talk me and bro bro just walk this
2021 Rap Up
Talk to 'em, Tommy
You know every year, at the top of the year, it's my time
Y'all be waitin' for me to talk reckless
Respectfully,
up all your cookies with the autumn air incarnate
He all-city by the time your eyes adjusted to the darkness
In parts uncharted, always find
short and Ima keep this sweet
Yo
Ima say it how it is
Am livin in your head when you talk about the kid
Worry bout me
Well if that's how you live
But I
regret
How much higher than this can you ever get?
Hii ni Mount Everest
And by sunrise I’m gone
I’m not here that long
Keep it
Short and sweet
DJ play
It is true
what they say about New York City
The bridges of Manhattan
and yellow cabs
Slow, cold, lazy Saturday mornings
I see gentle snow flakes
'til the end
And I'm not the first that's been smitten by her
There are millions like me just a-waiting our turn
She's my first true love as the time
by what’s his name?...
What’s his name?, Mr. Smalls that’s his name…Oh-oh
It’s the Harlem way, yeah
You won’t regret it… oh no….
Take that ride
all I want when the world dies
Is you by my side
We could just run around Manhattan
And let fate make something happen
Ocean eyes and a deep tone
to sleep
Don't cry
Dry your eyes child
Cradled by it's grand design
My my ny (New york!)
Whatsup? (New York City)
What's good?
What's new?
What's real?
are greatly exaggerated
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax is highly complicated, cause I immigrated from
This singly-bred little place in
Drinking cocktails in a hotel bar
The noise of the West End of London down below
I'm surrounded by opulence and wealth
Lit by crystal chandeliers
You said everything was poise and grace
Articulated each word to my face
You didn't even let a day go by
You didn't even take your sweet time
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
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