Lyrics:
and
The New York Fifties
Where the money move faster
Than New York City
Fuckin women in Manhattan
Suckin’ New York titties
Got the clippers on my waist
Now she got a new gig at Chase Manhattan
Look my niggaz is wit Ma
Let's make it happen
So I burst through the door bout a quarter to four
Told every
Medina, Manhattan, Staten, P-Lawn
The struggle continues, everybody wants to be on
The rat race, makes this lifestyle fast paced
I've loved it since
starks, ladies, everybody
[Chorus: ]
Think we got a problem, Game in Manhattan
Black on black Aston, the 21 strapped in
Dominican chick ridin'
been mad hatter flattened by the heat in Manhattan
I been muggy on the Mighty Miss
I been burned like a stick on Route 66
But I ain't never been
I'm wicked, it happen
One night in Manhattan, chillin', buggin'
Me and some of the crew went around to this club and
Peeped it, scoped it, hope
I was up here yesterday
Saw some pigeons on a power line
Looked like notes upon a music paper
I wrote it down
I guess Manhattan
Gets the last
fuckin play with me cause I will come to Manhattan fuckin and punch you in your face that's how you got me feelin right now, don't play with me
Don't
Green acres is the place to be
Farm living is the life for me
Land spreading out so far and wide
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside
New
Lonnie, he's a listener, he shoulda been a priest
It's the same confession on a barstool or your knees
He makes a mean Manhattan but he ain't drank since
Hey man, every-every-everybody's talkin' about it, everybody's talkin' bout...
And I know, and I know ? From Manhattan to everywhere
Everybody's
From the Bronx to Queens to Brooklyn to Staten
We're the most organized criminals in Manhattan
When we come, we swarm in full uniform
When the blue
Last car 2 train burning from the rage
Manhattan makes and Brooklyn takes
A lonely desert eagle waiting for his prey
To blow another sucker away
green on blood red
Manhattan Christmas on my arm
My soul ain't worth saving
Feels like I've lost my lucky charm
And I've been living in the gutter
Contiva{?}
I'm Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens
Long Island, New Jersey, and I'm on the scene
the old Manhattan, ectoplasm everywhere
Pack a second teddy bear, I'm headed for the panic
Take a second for some bacon, take his head off when in transit
'cause clams have feelings too
Actually they don't have central nervous nets
No manhattan style, clams have the right to smile
Come to think about it they
going
(Killer mongoose) Manhattan (The killer
Mongoose) New York jet
Jaguar a killer mongoose no snakes alive once
Again (Crushing heads) Keep breeding
a banzai fly into Manhattan clam
No hands, pissing off the ferry
Mission-ready
The flesh and blood are present
While the rest is vision-questing
Plugged in,
I arrive at my preordained place
Chain of command maybe ten years long
I emerge in Manhattan, still young and strong
Someday the hellhound will
the A Train
Even farther than Harlem to northern Manhattan and maintain
Get off at 181st, and take the escalator
I hope you're writing this down, I'm gonna
the cream I went back to Manhattan
It was one time and
You're a scent on the breeze ever since
Leave my head to spin
Rush
Forward to leave my head
Manhattan, pay my tax, nigga
Drive out to the Hamptons to relax, nigga
I stopped smoking weed, then I relapse, nigga
Traveled 'round the world, then I came
done away by the crossing hands
We'll heading for Poland or limbo or Lower Manhattan
Find myself running around
I don't know what it is
To get me
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