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Cum in your bitches dreams I'm Scary Terry poppin' pussy like cherry Pop-Tarts
Before the show in New York we're hitting up the food court
But got

the mamas is shedding tears
(Mmhm)
There's blood on the front page, yeah
Of the New York Post again
(Oh, no)
Another one of us slain
By a man with a gun who

a hero
Fuck that bitch and then I toss her
Out in New York, eating lobster
Suited up - I'm doing business with the fucking mobsters
Up the chopper
Ricky

Put my city on man
New York City raised and I'm proud 
On it since a youngin 
Grown so you could witness it now

Frame of David 
Heart of a Lion 
I am

and reason lie
And I was seduced by the game
Just place a sixties flowered blind fold on the pain
And it feel so good to get away from the situation 

It was

Hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft
She was rigged fore and aft  
And oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts
She had twenty seven

One More Chance

Zebra

The Best of Zebra: In Black and White

1998

whatcha heard who's the best in New York
For fillin fantasies without that nigga Mr. Rourke?
Or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick
And when I'm done

quoted your ‘immature writer’s plagiarize
mature writers steal’ - I was back in a bar in New York lower east side when
you shouted that at...........maybe

Blinded by these new york city lights cocaine boogie nights
From from crack to christ i ignite the mic
Pack a pipe think twice
Got a kite mentality

of my dogs incessanity, England crew buss one for me
U.K. crew buss one for me, New York crew......

Da Graveyard

Big L

Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous

1995

get on purpose
I got drug spots from New York to Canada
Cause Big L be fuckin' with more keys than a janitor

Now it's the dictator who's style is

Hits the Head

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

Hands get pound, when it comes down to slick rhymes
No respect in the deuce cool I'm vickin mines
Burnished in New York kids that rolled diesel
Kids swoll

Regulate

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

and pack gat
Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back
Party back to back, New York, where it's at
Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin
Let's

Adam
Fucking dead, boy
If I wasn't in New York, you would've been dead
Guaranteed, not even a question
She said you had your hands around her neck

your last. 

Im 18, I moved to New York City, just chasing my dreams. Leap of fate, shit gets tricky but, fear is not in my genes. I'm just different

repented, blinded by resentment, became a disciple to preach the Bible and meant it. Now the blind sees, I’m a baptist, and my last name is C. Reilly. Being

Lives Matter of Greater New York the battles we fought
Our souls are not for sale, we can't be bought 
We were taught to hate ourselves, teachers were so

Craftworking my steez so the drive is evident
I'm blessed with that raw that was 1984
The year of my birth and the city was New York
Home of the lost towers but

on me always there when you need
Whatever the time in a new york minute help your stress unwind
Slow grind and I heard em say that love was blind but you

and the roots
Drunk off the goose
Still'll pack a nigga Up

When it comes to the boy
That be coming with the flows
New York born still repping for the Flo

baby-yea yea

City lights, city lights i look up and i see that it's true..

City lights, city lights in new york know its red white n blue

So much money i

giving this peace
Tell these devils I namaste it
I raise my hand to air
Like the mother New York has made
It seems like
Ever since I let the lord in
My

need of self help 

Pockets padded by demons living under your hotel 
these notes fell 

Prophecies of a blind girl 

A nice world was all I saw then 

All the way from New York City
Calling me constantly
He's asking if I'm sitting pretty
Waiting patiently

Darling, I would not forsake me
I'm telling