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American Without Tears

Elvis Costello

King of America

1986

girls backsides

Now I'm in America and running from you
Like my grandfather before me walked the streets of New York
And I think of all the women I

Say Something

Talib Kweli

Eardrum [Clean]

2007

The year is 1975 (yeah)
Brooklyn, New York City (stand up)
A child destined for greatness is born (we goin' in)
Let's go

Get your hands in

Yes, I grind, my lines, the reason why
I can't even look up in the
Mirror and feel good about myself, uh
God bless a man that holds his own
And I'm

It's your day, on the runway
From New York to LA
Happy Birthday, come out and play
We are well on our way

Listen up, I'm taking this over
I'm so

New things in your blood
how right is your love
you stop at nothing
bright New York
arrow to your heart
you took one for the team
sometimes it has

lighters
We be the rhyme writers
Starters ... from the heart of College Park,
New York, Chicago ... wherever you wanna go

let it show
Fell in love with Mary J and this the murder she wrote
I been going hard for just a new lifestyle
When it come to war I can't never back

Fatima

K'NAAN

Troubadour

2009

he know your name
Or the plans we made,
To go to New York City, Fatima [Repeats]

If beauty was in the eyes of beholder
How come everyone hushed

Fatima

K'NAAN

Troubadour [Clean]

2009

he stole you away
On that fateful day Fatima
Fatima,
Did he know your name
Or the plans we made,
To go to New York City, Fatima

And after school we

on ten jets, she used to be scared of flights, alright
Personality be making up for my height
Met her in New York, she said she from The Heights, alright

409

Ice-T

Rhyme Pays

1987

opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight

far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In

front, have it last, ha
Me, I'm in LAX
Just ran through New York like L.A. next (that's next)
MIA after that (that's after)
Cross me then it's MIA

I know summer time, down south
Girls wear white tee's
All my New York, up-state girls in the Nikes
But all my TO girls, you know I got you
And they

feet, you bop to the beats, I laid in the streets 

You can feed off my chi, yo my energy, millionaires, shaping- bodies
I’m From New York City, Harlem

(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
If you see me in

Like valentine’s tastes like soap
I smoke ism
I’m on some Kurt Russell New York escapism

This formula designed by the
Shine of the streetlamps
?

On our way to Twenty Seven
Got a place on the other side of London
Doing better, doing better
And I know you left a part of you
In New York under

thumbs in the air like hell or bust (uh)
Look at who we done blessed with our trust
I don't think we'll be left with too much
Hand on my heart and my

I tell bruh to whip me a beat up
Touch down in New York just to see stuff
Came back to VA, kick my feet up
I hit up KK, re-up
I bust the seal and she

The Snows of New York

Chris de Burgh

Footsteps

2008

the thunder and the rain,
And when you're feeling lost in the snows of New York,
Lift your heart and think of me.

like he says in his songs He's still first place
Fin to this run shit summer by summer
He feel like Mase
Back in ninety eight, take what's yours,

seen by a busker on guitar
The busker said sit by me, try to keep warm
He Played the Only Living Boy In New York

And my friend said
I'm gonna lose my

love's kiss
What a load of shit
What a load of shit
It's not you I'm missing
The chase is my mission
Let me make my art
And break my own heart

New York