Lyrics:
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
wasn't New York city dollar pizza. I sent them in and I waited. A day turned into a week and then it turned into a few weeks. Then I got the email back. Hi
It was never to happen
On December 8, 1980 a bullet struck the famed Beatle
In New York City
In front of his apartment
By a delusional fan who sought
didn’t knock at the door
Way before this was a popular sport
We had to catch up, we were not from New York
But we made this our own
invited the culture
now
Missin' all the blocks cuz I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire
Follow me as I g walk on the pavement I
Clear the flem hawk on the pavement New
York's most dangerous
(MOP) You know, the Brownsville wranglers
Since
New York
Mais moi j'habite à Yucatapa
En plein milieu de leur New York
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères
Ils ont souillé
Nos femmes et nos rivières
confusion in New York, on these city sidewalks
Busy sidewalks, there's no snoozin
Stop actin like it's me losin, peep my modern day
Pompei on city streets,
New York Shitty, put they weight on it
And who better for the job than Biggie? The Notorious
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" rhyme that reaches
and touch
wears his John Deer cap and she wears her pearls
That country boy and city girl
Her porcelain skin and his farmer's tan
New York opera meets a bluegrass
the coolness (?)
All in a days time
From New York to Angeline
Fearless drive across the masses
Basking in the strobe
Of the new blue tv screen
Long before we
(uh)
Playboy don' do tings er way (whoo)
Ims Raps Lebron Teflon John (uh)
Bergets Unarmed (uh) the next Sean....John (g'ea)
By any means I protect my
more than a pill
Self employed, shirts have Typhoid
Beefs annoy, don't get destroyed (what)
By this New York menace
Cock Glocks, pop shots
Turn your face
Do the Shmoney Dance
Black mass Lucifer crucifixion
Hatchbacks used for drive-by shooter missions
I speak fluent in new pistols
A shoot addiction
to get right, that's Christ-like
Main theme
I'm a warrior ready to ride
What type of time are you on
Jesus Time, I'm ready to slide
It took a minute
to William and Mary, got his law degree
He wed Elizabeth in '86 in New York City
They had three children, one died young, and struggled with debt
James entered
by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York 'cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all
DJed
You know these days might all be in the past
But fucking hell son I had a proper fucking blast
It was like a shit version of New York
But like
myself, my niggaz will slay you
Lucky us, this rap done worked out fine
FED's, check me out, it's no dirt y'all find
This King of New York shit only last
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
made it
I'm in NYC!
That's New York City to you!
it
Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You
Newports cause I'm due in 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
we sendin twins thru the uber
I know Jenny safe in New York with a (s)hooter
5 black but he speak a lil spanish like boozer
Never wife a chooser!
Im
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