Lyrics:
the Young Man say
Before he stole you away
On that fateful day Fatima
Fatima,
Did he know your name
Or the plans we made,
To go to New York City, Fatima
he stole you away
On that fateful day Fatima
Fatima,
Did he know your name
Or the plans we made,
To go to New York City, Fatima
And after school we
the mackin' I can find at the thrift store
I won't scuff nor scuffle, just grin as they walk by
Take time to rhyme for a girl I hear talk fly
Down some papaya,
as they walk by take time
To rhyme for a girl I hear talk fly down some papaya
Down with the revolution always wear my goggles 'cause there's
So much
the people like
I get the crowd jumpin, get the girl's hearts pumpin
All the party people say, "Isn't he somethin?"
Rock from New York City all the way
self-defense 'cause she's bigger than you?
Your back is up against the curb, you diggin' for dirt, should be diggin' for proof
Why did you move to New York? Is
hard shit
Aye
Its starting to throw me the fuck off shit
Aye
But i'm so locked on my game
And i'm on my way to New York on a plane
Get picked up by
you on my skin
If you're dreamin'
Let me in
Girl, I want to love you just like Hollywood
Like a New York Times best sellin' fairy tale
A knight
KITT, the King of New York is
And now it's gettin kind of dark,
Westside Highway, park by the Tunnel
Bad car horn oinks off the man's points
Walk
new york, don't get outlined and chalked
Yo! I said hello hi hi hello hello hi hello (hello)
I'm ready to black, spazz and smash s*** with N-O (N-O)
a pretty girl with me, trip to the city
Literally
Said it's her first time up in New York, the city
I'm reliving the moments, I showed her my history
Made me
New York City is insidious
And Alexander is penniless
Ha! that doesn't mean I want him any less
(Doesn't mean I want him any less)
(Doesn't mean I
It's over before it starts oh don't you know
So on your marks and stand by ready, go
From London to New York, Montreal to Tokyo
I see visions of her
And of all the girls in New York she loves me true
It was just my imagination, once again
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away
And of all the girls in New York she loves me true
It was just my imagination, once again
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away
callin New York
Based on nothin but currents, you can find yourself a failure
Or a success story
On the subway, at three in the mornin, huh
meet pop
You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up
I keep niggas on rooftops to watch you
I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied
Ugh. Here we go
So the story behind this song is like, I was at my sister's in New York and
It sucked
Oh, no, really?
Yeah
Which is why you were
sign read: peace.
Apartment in New York, a girl closes the door,
And leans against it with her head bowed low.
Thoughts raced through her mind
say, "Isn't he something?"
Rock from New York City all the way down South
Saying rhymes and making music, with my mouth
I'm a tell you party people
by you, so we didn't try
I don't wanna cry, don't want butterflies
Girl, you gotta fly, said I love you, and I didn't lie
You're all I know
I
tell you how much your fly girl
so tell me when I can come by girl
you got that good good
that good good good
whine pon mi buddy girl
jump pon mi hood
approved
Na-ah, you wont see it on run's house
Na-ah, you wont see it on nuns house
My new york nigga say he heard it as sun's house
Talking about
at the light, and I'ma dust ya Porsche
Cause I'ma dope MC, and I'm down by law
Fremelay her on the way to New York
To you MC's, who jock my style
You better
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