Fade in New York

On my block Erribody got big whips Wide bodies, bending some big hips D boys never giving out statements So many rats here looking for placement In Brooklyn Home of the Stuy Bullets reloading and the homies get fly Any day get slumped wit a k Get money that’s the Brooklyn way I keep it G all the way to letter I know nah thing but cream and cheddar Try me guarantee that’s a me-stake I need Dream Doll and cheesecake Y Junior always the villain Fight for New York Turned fight for the living Fighting for ya life Can’t give you no pity Warning don’t come to this city Matta fact don’t touch this borough Avoid this tip shit’ll leave you hollow Niggas lead with the lead Hit ya body then soul will follow I don’t like to preach And New York Cole There are role models I stay getting to bags Cuz we don’t sleep In this Brooklyn silo Waiting for this to amount to more Watch ya pockets don’t get rushed now Fist fights Knife cuts Gunshots everything on the block Doctors, lawyers, Engineers Teachers, cops everything on the block Asking what I want indeed Simply everything 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 and say It's all good Too focused on a way to get dollars quick Niggas move like Wile E on them corners Fuck colleges Hunger got no time to wait Start losing that collagen Trigger finger itching To take heads off the opposite Feeding they seeds to road runners To avoid the pen Tryna not get covers blown It's a quiet place and them under covers Out here like black snow Niggas move slow Move in packs Yet stay dolo 'memba that I don’t know you and that’s facts If the boys spot you Don’t know jack So long Dax huh Great hits on the way Fly coops by the sidewalk Let you know who paid With that drug money Rocking bugs bunnies New J’s and karats on em Feeding crackheads bunch of villains here Only hero in veins, watching All these zombies walk by Damn there go a friend Back then we was balling out now homie is floppin' on meds Pray he playing pretend But you know that game never end Big city make you feel small At this height the pressure go straight to ya head Putting up doors City on lock I’m from the heights ain't new to the top Been at some lows that many would flop But hustle i got ain't ever going stop Cream of the crop money I got Swimming in dough the bread never stop Cream of the crop money I got Swimming in dough the bread never stop City on lock My composition made the envy Method of my madness Simple manners to me look sketch This is all planted Now I’m blazin In the ring N ya life in danger health bars are in the red Man these lames is fed Uptown I’m dropping bodies And the house is next First fight I ever had I did the kid bad Now kids are shooting lasers wit heavy metal tags These guns rated E all ages So are body bags Issa Fight For New York now Issa Fiiiight Issa Fiiight Nowadays I’m tryna duck cops And ops Get it out the mud Whole city on a one-manhunt Word to Elmer Fudd I go to Jake to ice it out Foundation where I fight it out I always wanted static Wit my hooks Make sure the lights is out Yeah I got the comp pushing up daisies Yeah they Popeye tough Ever eye the throne in New York You don’t disrupt enough I’m always down to shake any moment Pit to the Terrordome Revolve around 3:57 Or Club Murder where I’m Running streets they tell I’m a fool I'm just acting out And tryna put on for the New And I’m wyling smacking every nigga out here on the 2 You can end up in a New York City sewer on the news Depending how you really really blending with my crew Never switching sides I'don ever have to choose The blood in this ring gotta use it as my muse I always win the war, won’t ever need a truce True Depleted options I’m Feeling boxed in In my life too many cages Heavy wagers for opposing players Signal envy Beanie Siegel It is in the air Free for alls cost ya life Not my concern my Ok now pick your target Fighting the urges to go full lochness The city a maze, filled with the mindset To not get locked in Fighting the wages, that leave you slaving For a high payment My brothers get panic attacks from stressing How they going pay it Just to deal with A million reasons how they’ll die Cause all this weight in mind, they can’t think bout happy times I fight in cursive, and with this method I blaze in any direction Ice on your T, turn to vapor when I xzibit presence Huh But around here can’t afford to be seen Handheld Like PSP They flame you make the mothers scream Praying for her son to find a way out this reality Snooping round the block too much Know way he passing 23 Without a piece or with it When that adrenaline kick in He’ll forget bout being Christian Another life missing Damn Tryna find some signs in this Def Jam One fight that’s one life You’d be dead soon as the bell rung From bk, the home of the decay Tell me if you smell something Body bags of old Look good up under my shell toes I get it from the gutter With some blood on my buttahs I mean what a drastic action Street tactics live here to force distraction All to fake a status Where pressure from heat got you cracking Pop Out We can shoot the fair one I will knock you ass out I will not need no gun Square up