Lyrics:
and a dutch on super chill
New York, New York
The greatest place right here
They hit us with the color
Code cause they like fear ay yo I like free
Still I like
and Six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful
a song about where I'm from
You know? Big up my home town, my territory, my state
But, I couldn't figure out much to brag about
Prince lives here, we got
,
Get outa here, go back to the U.S.A,
Live with all them Russians,
New York agitators!"
Some say they'd passed their darkest hour,
Those moderates
man, you go first son
I'm Mobb Deep, in cherry Cherokees I forever be
On some thug shit, runnin' wild through New York City
Bustin' guns rockin'
Rollin' through in a brand new Toyota Corolla
Live alone in a two-bedroom apartment
But it's real cheap, you can tell by the carpet
That's ok, 'cause I'm
Think how unequal things is
Some parts have nothing as far as people, and
Then New York City big biz, big skyscrapers
So dense
But over there, it’s
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
DiDi, try to swap drug for TV's
Stores run out of baking soda from BK to QB
My niggaz die for the cause, .45 on the drawer
City laws made by Big Nas
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
to clean the shit from my bowels
A really hot girl walks by with a fat ass
But I'm just wondering if Hefty really holds the most trash
Forgot my card
(Clap your hands to what he's doing)
Ayo Pete, man
They gotta pardon us for being on this city shit
The way we are (on tempo, okay?)
Either they
heart into a
Project they don't even own
Between Somewhere, out in New York living my
Dream I've been told
Sway, thank you for having me
Back on the show
in me
I had a plan I was gonna learn all I could about creating music
And once I had that, move back to New York
It was gonna be a wrap
Thought I had
thing but fuck a bitch
Trying to get it by all means
I'm on my shit
Get a whiff of New York scene
If I meet the right mexican
Get it for fourteen and he
America gone plastic
And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old
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 the front, never way behind
they can't MC
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause they can't MC
Let's get back to the point quickly, get with me
The voice from New
Somebody told me if you can make in New York City, man, you can
make it anywhere else, man
Somehow I believe that shhhh
[Chorus]
Oh, what a night
Late
Yea don't, don't mind the air mattress
Yea, yea, yea, yea
At this very moment we in New York city with it
But I wanna take you back to my home town
live forever
Ima live forever
And New York is like Rome
Try to get away but New York is my home...
such a lot of money
Would be funny
Oh, I wish I could be like you
Rikky rock'n' roller
Today a new jet plane
Tonight it's a new hotel
You live in
You 'a never find a nigga like me
I'm the best thing that ever happened to a bitch, please believe
New York, New York - big city, big dreams
But
to upset her
By the way, we got an answer to your anthrax letter
New York City's where it's from - its the news header
And I can hear yo' mama sayin' now,
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