Lyrics:
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
kid with a broken heart
Torn in two by fits and starts
Maybe she should call here mama too
Maybe new york city where the lights are bright and true
shmoney dance right on Biggie block
Make him bring a hundred bands and the city out
When French pull up in that brand new yacht
Watch me slide off wit'
packed up our nest,
We traveled way out west on the best.
We shuffled off on 66,
And then we headed down south,
Till we got to Kansas City.
We thought that
Ayo Clinton Sparks, you know what is man
It seem like the kid got the
New crack for the city man
That’s why we call this mixtape
"New Crack City
wanted, he is gone
Wanted man in New York City
Wanted man in San Anton'
Wanted man down in Lorado
Wanted man in Tupelo
Wanted man in the state
through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've sung with Ethel Merman (5)
Swung with Woody Herman (6)
Played a gig in Germany with Ogerman (7) too
I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv
through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I wanna to wake up, in a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
King
That's when I take myself down to the street,
Like the broken-hearted do.
I walk alone, out in the New York rain.
And I'm missin' you with each passin'
York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherfuckin' thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinky
dance until we hit the floor, I think we should head out the door
Then we meet up with friends for more
All of the promises of summer in New York
Da,
Their spread of imperialism
Here in the United States
Cop city, in Atlanta
Cop city, in Baltimore
Cop city in New York
In Los Angeles
In Seattle
nigga, I'm just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I'm like they A-Rod
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my
West.
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera Fleurs.
And that rare Manhatten Silver that grows down in the New York sewers.
And there's bubblin' ice
just background
Goin' crazy
On 8th St
New York noises
cll these voices
Might as well be gone ‘cause you're not with me
In this silent city
We burned out
Edison
Yeah chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood
(Yo 'cause) Shut the power out in your house
Cut the phone
young fly (young fly)
Dumb high (dumb high)
In the flow like mighty easy to come by
I'm over to cali watching the sunrise
A meeting in new york I'll
(up back!)
In new york city okaland, californidona (kay!)
On every married keisha cole with' dat trim stomach (gay!)
And she lovin' on this nigga in
Hook: This is new york city,we get new york gritty/where breakfast in the morning is a newport and henny/gettin money in these streets gotta move wit
words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can
words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can
Caused so many tears forgiveness might be out of the question
But u say all I gotta do is chart a new direction
Love to tote the steel in case a nigga
the wolves and refused to settle down
Maybe I've stormed out of every single room in this town
Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it's morning now
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