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say's each his own
I'm plugged in I couldn't reach the phone
I dial Raphi on FaceTime
He in New York, I'm in LA
So it's like 8 AM NY time
I say I'm

beat up on that pussy like a 808, 08
Man, I pop one too many
Mollys, might just stay awake, awake
Counting up big checks
Finger fucking on the blue

Different nights you could find me
With the rich kids
Or wit all the hustlers the system sniped
New York eryone got stories
But use different mics
Erybody got

You've lived more than nine lives
Everybody knows
Gunfire and survival
That's just how it goes
Sometimes
I think of the day
I kissed you in New York

OFFICIcL
NO CcP BITCH ITS BLUE JEcNS/
STOLEN HERRINGBONE
HOP THE TURN STYLE
TWO FEET/
OOWEE/
BROcDWcY /
UPTOWN
THE HcRD WcY/
LIL NEGRO
HcRLEM WORLD
LcY LOW

Je Je
Kulture, Kulture
Boom
This is OverKill
Yo

Letting off steam inside the crib with the cash, and keys
My niggas let it beam by any means
Wanna

on to life
Through turbulent suffering
Guarding the light
The Ashé in their hearts and Ori
Midnight blue beautiful
Onyx magic
Suppressed, outlawed, but never

where we can go
Fuck what a nigga talk, I'm young Christopher in my soul
Walking that is, I'm King of New York and cross the globe
DC nigga this a DC mind

top me first
But I'm getting off topic lately I ain't been in the mood
I don't even call my mama
I'm poppin perkies by the twos
I got a drug problem

'head and rally the troops/
If you took the time to ponder, you would see the truth/
These bars hitting so damn hard, they'll leave you black and blue

rims way bigger than yours

Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
F**k it a bucket, a Delta,

This Is the Way

Black Train Jack

No Reward

1993

Jenny's always been confused, she knows when she has been abused
By the kids at school and her parents too
The neighborhood boys are so immature,

East Side Story

Buddha Monk

Prophecy

1998

out the windows of east new york
Was knowledge, understandin when I stoppin eatin pork

[spiritual assassin of zu manchuz]
Yo, pictures record my wonder

Nowhere to Run [LP Version]

The DNA Disciples

Nowhere to Run

underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be

Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so

nigga, I'm by myself now, I do what the fuck I want to do

In der Präsi im Ritz-Carlton bin ich resident
Baby liest die Zeit ab von der Patek Philippe

to my enemies
A blue devil's
On your hectic glass of Hennessy
Hail Mary, bury you a legend
Told the judge you was raised wrong
And that's why you

that you're right
This ocean, it won't stay this blue

Chorus

I am a hand on a clock
That forgot which way to turn
One day by surprise
It seems my case

a
flower named Blue,
(way down in California)
and then in New York drowns
as we hold hands
'Cause I'm a Voodoo Chile
Lord knows, I'm a Voodoo Chile

believe it’s ‘88 and I’m crack
You can tell the shit’s mine
By the navy blue caps new York Yankee fitted
The Bronx was the beginning
Where cats got cement

and her legend inspired
"Sovereign of the Seas", they named her well
Making 400 miles by the midnight bell
No storm or wave could oppose her crown
For

company
I'm free to talk less free to do more
My sisters wanna shop I send 'em New York
They always used to tell me "all in due course"
Now I'm free

altercations
That end in homicide with no justification
Political agendas achieved though economic
POLICE spell pigs in ebonics

We were swallowed by the
System

Down Delaware River
I went with her
We pulled over by the silvery blue
Leather seat Chevy
Sticky and sweaty
We went swimmin' in our birthday

I'm on an island in some way
The only way I can escape
Is through my imagination
I'm an artist, I draw, I cook
By the fact that in New York
I got