Lyrics:
it, man
That's how you lead by example (I got it)
Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace (Versace)
Word in New York is the Dyckman
or none
Whether New York nights or days in Cali sun
I'm the best when it comes
Down to weathering the
Troublesome and the blaze go
Out 'til it's done
Here's a smoker yeah the Newport that you bought
Want to hear this bump from New City, New Guinea to New York!
(Niggy what?!)
Chorus: Rustic
spark, on the streets of New York
I Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, fed up
Hold ya head up, I'm circlin the block, keep ya eyes up
Wise up
stacked like the Warriors
Winning back to back
Next up to bat is my nigga Bas
After that Jiddy-J.I.D
That's that New York City kid plus ATL
Me, I'm
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
WeThe People II
We the people—are tired of no new solutions/the continuing pollution of our cities and children/walking back civil rights all
would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS
where it leads
CREW 4
Taken by the fog to the void
CHORUS
Once you get a look, you cannot unsee
cJ
We are taking that ship to New York
Those are my
an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
Come and roll
Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put
a good summer for me)
New York, Big City
of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
"Y'all don't really
think I can be
hot in the club
Y'all think
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
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
night,
Close to you in New York City,
I love you so much, woman, you know it's a pity.
I want to get
Close to you baby.
I said close to you
Yo, ay yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our drug capers
New York City, know only way
a dad, rap was all I had
So I moved to New York, to make it pop
Did "Like Water for Choc", that album changed a lot
But my man who I started with, wasn't
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
young John Lennon
Put them glasses on my face
Put the clap on the bass
Rockstar life I smash the car round the boulevard never catchin' that case no
I do
the ghetto servin' life sentence
Mass confusion in New York, on these city sidewalks
Busy sidewalks, there's no snoozin'
Stop actin' like it's me losin',
court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, cause man
say names
Whole body tattered like a New York City freight train
Niggas get to barkin', put a bullet in the great Dane
Try me, end up like Rolly
writer and a navigator
What were the odds
ROSE
Where are you headed?
MORGcN
New York City.
(the group clamors excitedly)
HERSCHEL
We'll do it.
re-rockin'
Before them out of town shows
I was OT coppin'
Had packs jumpin' out New York
Like they Obi Toppin
Three foreigns in a year
I'm gettin' fat off this
.jpg/208px-John_Lennon_1969_(cropped).jpg "John Lennon")
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