Lyrics:
It's all in my eyes, they never telling no lies
And you could tell by my eyes, I pray that I could touch lives
Good evening New York, I live
is the way that I get away
She doing everything like Simon say
I been climbing for the dream day by day
Breaking drug habits bringing rage to my heart
nobody wanna stop it
This is the new funk hop twist
Yo Yo Yo
Mother fuckers wanna rock it, knock it
Got this shit up in my mother fucking pocket, watch it
one they got out there in Philly, Fo?
You know they got one out there in Atlanta, the way they by choppin'
Shit, Detroit, New York, Texas
Yeah, but
Holly 'cause it's Raining In My Heart
Now I know what Paul Simon meant by the words he found:
I wish I was Homeward Bound.
Well
I feel like Buddy
It seems like only yesterday
I sailed from out of Cork
A wanderer from Erin's isle
I landed in New York
There wasn't a soul to greet me there
Corners
And all the spots in Beantown where niggas carry burners
But I was more turned on by the microphone
So one cold morning, I left home
Next I'm
Top5 ent
Run that back,
Woah
Get ya papers up
I'm in New York with the thots, thots, thots, thots, uh
I'm in L.A. with my Glock, Glock, Glock, uh
of the wordplay
Los Angeles style New York dance to the beat
Atlanta right to it and don't sleep
Worldwide party on it
Rap is a game after win for the fame
Game
I would love to wake up in New York City
Step out on to 34th
The Empire State in a coat of ice: Christmas
Falls on a rink in Central Park: Christmas
you taking this ride
Ride or die or
Ride and wine
My baby boy fine
We Bonnie and Clyde
Riding the West Side
In New York City Style
I put my heart
Dance on em, in a fucked up whip, make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit
One twentieth tried to knock my whole click
ain't shabby with the nouns, I ain't shitty with the verb
When I reach heaven I want the nigga Biggie to be like "Word"
City slicker, New York delivery
to the walkway of the stars
Who'd have known a girl so young could have gone that far?
[Chorus]
The Palladium in London, the Palace in New York
the liq, i been pourin up wock
Riding round, percocets in my sock
In New York but i don't milly rock
In New York but i don't milly rock
In my cup, you know
glown
Cuz I love you, believe what I say
It's your smile and your charm thats always makin my day
We the best collab hit me with a dab
Love in New York
never felt more incomplete
I'll be in New York for the week, yeah heh eh
Don't hit my body that you need
Mm mm mm mm mm
This city left me in the streets
I want to give you all of me
Yea, I can't believe you cut us off
What's your problem girl?
I'll never know
I'll never know
New York City, chasin'
(Know I'm top rank)
Shawty gon' trap, imma fuck up a bank (Fuck up a bank)
Up in New York walk around with a shank (With a shank)
And that's 'cause, where
and to my little young nigga,
Free, in New York, keep your eyes open nigga,
Think with your mind and not with your soul,
That's how you free your pain,
a special news bulletin. Hello, this is Wilma Wasko, anchorwoman at the Eyewitness News Center in New York. Hey - do I have your attention? Look at me, me, me
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
when you hear the trucks roll up
On Cleveland Avenue made plays at the Kroger
Came up on cold cuts
Heart got a hole in it
Bank got a roll in it
sounding
I'm in the booth, recording some new
Counting blues, trynna dodge orange jumpsuit
Hol up, yeah, hol up
Can you hear my heart be pounding
Go check
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