Lyrics:
the come home
Walking that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
Talk'll get you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
Sex, money, murder, I gotta eat
But I
album hit the shelf
Grandma's favorite, she could not understand
How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Had to explain
And that's because recently I've had many new experiences and I learned a lot of new lessons
And I was thinking about sharing it and expressing it to the world
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
New York, New York, or a village in Iowa
The only difference is the name
If you're alone, whether on Main Street, or on Broadway
If you're
it too
All his fans in New York loved him
There's no one above him
Here in the USA
I've heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the man
Oh how he could
posted up like they own it
That's they corner, from New York to California
Got blocks locked down
Like, "dog you safe whenever you with me, see this is my
a way
New York City found a way
New York City found a way to-oo-oo-oo-oo
make me stay
and I think I'll be ok
The weight of the world is the wait for
should stop
Stick a fork in ‘em
No disrespect to the rest, but Buckshot got New York in him
Little guy, blue denim
Not a snake, but the words that I
on the track
And I flat up a sac on strap on the Cadillac and the glove
Could call me when you start shit with the ambassador of New York and the queen
goes for the Jamaican niggas)
Lord have mercy, violent, violent, violent
(New York to Jamaica yo)
Never stop until I sing, me sing, me sing, huh
and titties?
(New York, New York, you know I got bitches on me) Sure enough, sure enough
Well, let me walk you through the city
(Bright lights, big city,
Shoot through Memphis with money bags
Stop in Philly
Order cheese steaks and eat Beans fast
And bring it back up top
Remove the fake king of New York
You
daylight again
There's always New York City
If you catch on fire
I can catch a train
There's cold gray rain
To quell this heatstroke desire
Tell me
the world I saw a new day dawning
With my baby by my side in among that human tide
I want to be right there when Lindy comes to town
And I'm waiting for a New York City girl
Times Square looks like Avalon
In a Disney morphine dream
Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk
violence. It's time we stand up
Ferguson aye, to the world, ah
Montréal, New York, ayy
Dem killin' da people dem
Lyin' to the people all the time, ah
Inna da
New York City
All in Los Angeles California
From the drive lanes to the open seas baby
To all my beautiful ladies
(I see)
The first thing I
that lives in the city, in New York City
Puts a brown bag under his arm
Walks down the street till he gets into a big box
Crawls inside and has a sea,t
New York City he needs a break from LA's
Relentless sunshine, he says, and right
Now Manhattan is giving him exactly
That: The rain is coming
Down in
how long can you watch carnival
Billy said he got the money, put us on the first Greyhound bus
New York City lights gonna be greetin' us
Oh,
did and do shit that's better than new shit (what)
Fit for two clips (what)
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta
the hair of the night
Fortune's arrow
Prick quick to pick a fight
The world is tripping for you
Bidding on your blood
L.A. Catatonia
New York black
Chicago show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
St. Louis show me love up in the club
Miami show me love up in the club
New York show me love up in
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