Lyrics:
Weed in cigars
Know that I’m God in the Boulevard
New York disposition keep me with a pretty chick to dip my dick in
In the steady flow of chicken like
that holds this breakup
And move to New York City
Cause this town is evermore shitty
Say fuck it, pack it up
Live a new life with my head held up
One for the money
And two for the show
Three to go get ready (Statik Selektah)
Now go, cat go
Yeah
Go, go
The sun is back again
They thought
(Itsbizkit)
You ain't the king of New York
That's straight cap (huh)
You ain't really outside
That's straight cap (yeah)
You be lying in your songs
That's
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
common sense by Thomas Paine (look around, look around)
(The revolution's happening) so men say that I'm intense or I'm insane (in New York)
You want
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land
bag
Check out my new york drip, watch out baby girl please dont slip
Im on my southern swag, watch out baby cause im in my bag
Check my new york drip,
and rose, cause New York niggas
Actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New York life type
the money
(New York, New York, get bent, keep wildin')
Stop smilin', and still don't nothin' move but the money
(Leavin' permanent scars, like getting
you'll get with this for this is where it's at
Engine Engine Number Nine
On the New York transit line
If my train jumps off the track
Pick it up pick it
Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi-town I be really pimpin'
But nothin' like my hometown I'm forever livin'
Women, weed, and weather
on
Angels are here just look around
I need some angels
Angels in New York City
Show me some angels
Angels in New York City
And when the leaves fall
I'm in New York with the vibe
I aint waisting no time
She say she love my grind
And lately I been on grind
I'm in New York with the vibe
I aint
(Everybody reppin' from the Illadelph side)
From the Illadelph side
To the New York side
To the the universal side
(Everybody reppin' from
the people pass me by
It could be that it has no end
Just an action junkie's lullaby
New York City
We were full of the stuff that every dream rested
As if
Cars passing by
But none of them seem to go our way
New York City
I wish was on the highway
Back to Olympia
Summer nights just like you remembered
Under
I'm down by law
And we're surrounded by
Assassins! Phantomas! Mutantes! And serpents!
Werewolves and sex fiends
New York
New York City
Lafayette
'cause them niggas on the
East is the enemy it's real
Ayo God, the heads is trippin'
Out in New York, b
(Oh fuck that b) fuck that yo!
(Fuck that) money
bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Sucka, I hit em' up
Yeah, straight out on the Bad Boy camp
You know how we do it
All my real homeboys in
New York
I've always longed to be
New York City
I've got the big city blues
New York City
I've got the big city blues
I had a dream last night
Travelling by
I'm stuck here while you're miles away (miles away)
In New York raining
In New York raining
It's too much my babe I need you
It's too much my babe I
kisses stolen in the dark
Rooftop romance. Sugar by the shore.
Summer in New York
What a time we had!
Gone from good to bad
Remember how we would strut
and hopelessness proclaim in 7 thousand distinct dialects. A planet in total disarray
One New York City police officer is on trial for killing Ahmed Diablo was
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