Lyrics:
decision paper wins awards
See me, hear me
Welcome to brooklyn, new york city 11206
Roosevelt projects, wild rose water the plant
Son you know what it is
sounding like Lisa Lisa, I wonder if I take you home
Will you still love me after this night?
Mike was the hard head from the around the way
That she
a new Too $hort tape
And hes spitting pimp game with his homeboy Jay
Chorus: Jermaine Dupri
We talk shit, cause we are the shit
Never looked back
under oath
Since a kid, troublesome
Thrownin' shit at little girls jump ropes
Bustin' B-B Guns at stray cats, that was way back
Watched it die,
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
you can't fuck with
They thought luck did it, but it didn't cause I'm back again
Back with the Big and my new-found friend
Sliding in from
Yea,
Yea street life
Gutter shit
Soldier life nigga
Get it right
New York City
Where I'm from
Live are Die
Marcy
Do what you do
Check it out now
Yo
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
lay
It's hard to survive nigga or
The high where you stay
I'm important like the Pope
I'm the king of New York
I'm live from South Central
I'm a Muslim
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
Or better yet, my position now
Throw you cats on trial
Smooth criminal
From New York to Quebec
Unbelieveable respect
Plan X
22 ways up out the projects
years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
the rhythm in his brain
The southern skyline lights the way back home
But his heart was craving adventure, screaming now or neer
Before he knew it, he was
the best rendition
Al Capone he sent to prison
Citizen Kane came fast and quickly
Conquering ol' New York City
Poking fun at superstition
Media became
mean
You're free from every insecurity
That plagued you back home
In Commerce City
I'm in this big perfect city
That I dreamed I'd be a part of
Where
understand why your friends are all afraid
Get out your fears
Get outside your head
They're from New York City
By way of the interstellar highway
time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we New York the narcotic
Strength in metal and fiber
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
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
In the world to live"
Oh yeah! Yeah! There are so many ways to die in New York city
Come on! Race riots, drive by shootings, subway crashes
Phil Smith, an older
No nonsense problem-solver from back home
Who wears thick glasses, a white
T-shirt, and seems perpetually
Mysteriously tense
We
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
this one off with a
Toss from mah nigguh Ross
We don't run the rap game
But this city we the Boss
North Memphis South Memphis
Westwood Orange mound
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