Lyrics:
The summer of 1974 was brutally hot in New York and I kept thinking about how nice and icy it must be at the North Pole. And then I though, â??Wait
Speaking in Tongues
Animal Collective Merriweather Post Pavilion
Graceland by Paul Simon
Josie and Aja by Steely Dan
Simon and Garfunkel Bookends
Super
laid up in a jacuzzi
Sipping bubbly with my fingers on the Uzi
Try to infiltrate my fort get caught
Dead up in New York, my brain is packed with criminal
smack spineless
Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels
As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, oooh, oooh ooh ooh
Corrupt your minors, like New York
Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
We
Raekwon, done skill 'em, and then serve on
Gun shot at my car, and he boy, scared, well
[Bounty Killer]
New York, say I, wonder if one day that
So many
a world war
For these ghettos girls and boys I'm rapping round' the world for!
Africa to New York
Haiti then I detour
Oakland out to Auckland
Gaza
The blood claat flyest bad bitch in New York
Y'all hoes better bow the fuck down and pay homage
I'm ten million sold and that's SoundScan knowledge
And all
up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people
I'm not your average girl
Living in your ordinary world
I'm mean and hot like a G5
What he don't understand
This girl got her own demands
I
and the Western skies...
And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...
I had a good friend in New
And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound
The low spark of high-heeled boys
The percentage you're paying is too high priced
Living beyond all your
winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me,
Leading me,
Going home.
In the clearing
Yeah, what do you know about this?
I'm rocking all black Raf Simons, I swear to god I can't miss
I was in Fashion Week, New York, and I went right
yeah
(He's) Got some big ideas
He's talkin' 'bout leavin' here
Going to a place called New York City
And here's what he told me
Mama, I gotta brand new
God done made a believer out ya ass, now didn't he?
Nigga, mind your business, shut down your business
Shut down New York in a New York minute, listen
on the wall in the living room
Saturday morning vacuum tryin' out a new rap tune
Vibes only, uh
Try me like new shoes, try me like new clothes
A color you
the rim and this is how I ball
A gritty little something on the New York streets
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking 'bout you
Yo, I
everybody in here
Everybody stand up on their feet first and foremost, please
At 7:03 PM New York time, 4:03 PM Las Vegas time
Tupac Shakur passed away
Growing up on the streets of Birmingham
Where your home was pouring and your life was damned
I was a hungry black boy living with the world on my
Just chillin' up in New York City
One got witty
Took his mask off, he a dumb ass
Got him on viddy
Somebody yelled out, "Yo, that's 'Chelle"
Blaow,
nigga since I got rich
Shotoff, Gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for
I do this job dirty
Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time I travel courts and dream crime
My room like
the crime rate only rises
The murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes
Bitches picked up and dicked up, niggaz they gettin' stuck up
Give up what
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