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towering above the ruined city
It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes
To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity
All the suffering
Something 'bout New York City in the wintertime makes me feel like
Oo, I wanna be there with ya, East Coast in the cold in the snow with ya
In
soul
From dark paths with potholes
To life's lessons leading to God's glows
Many miracles, believing in thee impossible
From Panama to New York
Teens
good times
New York city was so damned cold
I had to get out of that town before I got old
California and rock and roll dream
Got too high and we
that's what I've got for you
Nineteen ninety-five, four hundred dollars down
And just ten bucks a week
It's two short hours from New York City
Crossed yours out cause I’m unstable
Two breaths in by the third gotta calm down
Down
Down
Down
You never even told me you were leaving
Leaving
Had
Crossed yours out cause I’m unstable
Two breaths in by the third gotta calm down
Down
Down
Down
You never even told me you were leaving
Leaving
Had
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
know crash gone spazz
In New York wit a whole lot of cash hit up 375 for the Ricky and Raf
I step in giuseppe I blast if you test me we hop out the whip
reason I do know
Is I begged god to tell me about it
On my knees, screaming with pain
On the sixth floor, in New York City
So I'm telling you about it
Let's get high on some pink champagne
Let's run away on a New York train
Honesty hurts when there's ice in your veins
I thought you were the one that
Commitin crimes with the rhymes always on time
Lampin on the Island with a honey that's a dime
Sippin on wine escapin New York life
Fleein the inner
That bitch gone give me some top
How much she takin', she takin' a lot
You sendin' bullets but how many shots
I'm in New York, so I milly rock
You know
I'll hit at least one (okay, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Got 'em all tannin' by the pool and they greased up (okay)
Police in my city, man, I keep they
Out in B-R-double-O-K-Lyn, The Planet
They never fake it just slam it
Out in B-R-O-O-K-Lyn, The Planet
Crash boom bang I used to hang at Four
look to the sky and ask
I've been blessed by God to rock this mic hard, so I do it
You got a problem, work through it
I love New York night, bright
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
I’m from New York
Bubble coats and them Jordan’s
Bent blocks in a hooptie
Circle back in a foreign
Bitches mad that I’m touring
Bitches mad that I’m
stains and chalk, means your man couldn't walk
After the talk about him not being on the 11-33 to New York
Transforming-ass niggas'll get it quick
The minutes tick by no clock
Eventually, the man arrives
I remember leaving New York
With its vine-like grip
Thin tendrils reaching around your ankles
chick I ever saw
she was on her way coming about the cornerstore
I axed "could I carry your bags?" and walk her home
I can tell she was new in New York
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