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From the bay,
I'm in Manhattan,
New York,
Get paid in the city,
Act shitty
All the time
Got a different type of view of the world
When you lookin'

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Jesus christ

I think the pastor’s right
Sorry mama we ain't acting right
We just living fast after the cash life passes by
Another one of those manhattan

system is full of flaws and bias not mentioned by the mass
The homeless are ushered off
Church steps during mass
Hope for A's in class
And  not drool over

It started out as a country boy in the city, stranded up in Manhattan, now I'm in Brooklyn
Booming and slangin' that Michael Jackson, stay away from

Intro:
Yo is this mike on,,, Fit Hop Music by DJ FitForeal,,, Hip Hop Music for all my gym rats,,,everybody into fitness,, this Hip Hop for you,,, Im

I got the world on my side, still do it all by myself
I'm telling niggas don't rent
Take out a mortgage it's better, you get more land for the cent

by    
I feel my heart quicken
I am with them everyone 
I am with you everyone 
I am with you

Through the lonely living crowds 
Moving at breakneck

Walking round the streets
Of west Manhattan
She got into a brawl
Lady bouncer six feet tall
She lost an ear that night
Was kept just like a trophy
A brutal

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Rome is of another day
I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
I'm

getting knocked down by my fears
I smear them and move on that's how I was raised
But I fear that if I stay here I'll just stay afraid

I can't lie to you,

the land of the eagle for far too long
I’ve been spun wrong way round
You see New York City’s one hell of a town
I came to Manhattan with a cat on my hat

by the gun
I ain't never thought Kywon would die so young
Hold on, you can see these niggas watching us
Niggas jackin' motion, they ain't never even

guess I gotta move to Manhattan 


I hope you know I'm not trying to put one by you 
You know I know you gotta go as far as I do 
And I am thankful for

glowing
Lit up when she walked
Rumors of her beauty spread
From Manhattan to Montauk

Higher ooo all the way to the top
Higher ooh she never stopped
Have

mama
Get a piece of the pie
She demand, I supply
Barely even getting by
Doesn't really matter
All I'm trying to do is survive
But slowly, it's getting

of all the tension 
Dom Peezy in the section 
Did it by myself, Damn JAMS thats impressive
Had to give her space she was getting too aggressive 

Flight

Joanlee - "C'est La Vie"

Written by: Joanlee

VERSE 1:
C'est La Vie...
Make sure everything flow with the fit
Spark a sliff & Jason Markk the kicks

Selling weed like jumping rope
I'm just really try to stay afloat
I don't even know what I'm doing
But I know this trap shit gave me hope
I'm in Manhattan

and I'm scoping' down a Barrett

cll facts!

Stay to myself; people want to know what's happening
Born and raised in Lc but vacay in upper west Manhattan

Singing a song for the New Yorkers

And passing him by
It makes me cry

It's a certain kind of sadness
It's the way you softly close my door
Its the wind

him leanin
I dont got no options I gotta stack it
Cuz my problems be double backin
18 posted by the back end
22 I'll leave you flattened
West 151st I'm

plus boots I laced with the troops /
Produce the rules so conducive to revolution and then BOOM /
I'm Doctor Manhattan...y'all the Blue Man Group /
Let

it happen 

I don't give a fuck about them niggaz and that yapping 

16 Lenox ave I was in Manhattan 125th rich nigga get it cracking 

More money,