Lyrics:
city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
She'd stood several blasts, she had
Down in my head,
I like to feel a rollercoaster
Blank in my stare,
I've got to heal the supernova
I've been sitting with a riddle
that I couldn't use
Yeah, shut up
Fuck is the matter?
(?) New York, it look good, right?
Yo, hey yo
Yo (ah), pass me the L
Let me put my ash out on these little
ugh
We flow for about five years ago
When we lost a down
But I had fifth of the game
But I knew that one day
That sooner or later it got to come
I stepped out the front door into winter and the world outside
I stepped out the door to New York City
My hair was barely dry
I could not remember
and lifestyle
For as the older you get
The more you need the people you knew when you were young
Live in New York City once but leave before it makes you hard
and lifestyle
For as the older you get
The more you need the people you knew when you were young
Live in New York City once but leave before it makes you hard
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,
Schroeder:
(spoken) That's great, Sally. But I've got to practice Chopin's Nocturne in be-flat Minor.
Sally:
(spoken) No! I like it! "No!" That's my new
everything in sight
You gotta be bad to be good in the dead of the night
Kick it
You're dancing in fire, baby
When you're takin' it to the streets
Yeah,
somethin' new, we starvin' for it
My little man go to bed so hungry
Get up, go to school with his nose runny
Come home with his nose bloody
His sister
in it before internet had new acts
Mimicking radio's nemesis made me wack
My innocence limited the experience lacked
Ten of us with no tentative
will fake it—home
New York—for the hell of it, Paris—for the fun of it
Maybe—we’ll come back here one day
Hohhot, get down in Baton Rouge,
Sure is, no
out in life Stupid shit a get you killed
Always get it how you live don't you ever live in fear watch how the money appear
Fake niggas all in ya ear but
Aye. Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they
from home but will feel right.
New York's only ten thousand miles.
One by one, you'll become.
We'll belong, holding on
One by one
Holding on
Holding
accommodating
I sip the sizzurp'
To wash down the petty hate
I know I didn't deserve to be so unappreciated
But niggas must've misheard cause' I never been
wanna do
I'm down for whatever
If you down and out
Know it'll get better, like
It'll be just fine and
I know you tried time and time again
I know you
Christ
To die is gain
For me to live is – Christ
By no other Name
For me to live is – Christ
To die is gain
The new has come and I will never be the same.
grandmother
Kid, which cemetery?
Valhalla
New York?
Man they're tryna break my balls
Now, the house you have in China
How tall are the walls?
Like 20 feet
paid
New York, London, Chicago, Philly and L.A
Miami, DC, Bemore and out in the bay
(With everything out of the frame
See, we deserve to stake that
mornings
Now before Sunday school, I hustle and I'm on it
I can't slow down, nah, a dollar and a dream
In this life you live, you're either the dealer
used to usher Sunday mornings
Now before Sunday school, I hustle and I'm on it
I can't slow down, nah, a dollar and a dream
In this life you live
mornings
Now before Sunday school, I hustle and I'm on it
I can't slow down, nah, a dollar and a dream
In this life you live, you're either the dealer
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