Lyrics:
let us
Now I'm cooking all up in the lab like a chemist
America's Menace, even Simon says I been it
The one and only nigga that hang jewels like He's
moved
Stirring hearts with ancient truths
Of prophecies fulfilled through God's own Son
Like wildfire news of Jesus spread
To every home where breaking
heart
So if I fall from this top rope
Did I put it on my own neck
And if I've lost all hope
Maybe I can reset
Maybe it's up to me
Up to my knees in
you
the oldschool introduction.
There used to be stores in New York where you could actually go and
buy whatever you needed. A little of this, a little
a brand new chick in a brand new whip Issa brand new coupe
And it could of been you, should of been you, if it's fuck me now then it's fuck you too
What you
new chick in a brand new whip Issa brand new coupe
And it could of been you, should of been you, if it’s fuck me now then it’s fuck you too
What you
Check out the avenue New York New York the Rotten Apple
We grapple in the streets to stack loot and slip the shackles
I'm currently servin'
pray and pray
And I am saved because His blood washed my sins away
Repent, repent, repent
It's tricky being a christian in New York City
Especially in
Streets of New York, where dreams get tested,
Hustle in the veins, the city never rested.
Skyscrapers rise, but the view's congested,
Life's
I'm focused when I'm strokin', I could change how you walk
That's the swagger that you come with when you come from New York
I'm a hustler, I just
Yeah
We out here
New York
Check it
It's still the OG with THE BOSS CB
Still runnin up numbers in this LLC
From Harlem Long Island to the LBC
If you
drowsy
Stop tryin' to foul me
Sayin' that we're lousy
But I'm a tyrant, defiant, walkin' New York Giant
President of the Wu
But I'm also a client
a pretty girl with me, trip to the city
Literally
Said it's her first time up in New York, the city
I'm reliving the moments, I showed her my history
Made me
to sing about it
These are surprising times, like, at this moment I’m reading a lede in the New York Times with the words “Kavanaugh” and “gang raped” in
me
See these ho's are like the milkshake, too many fucking flavors
And once you live in new york, you get to taste 'em all
Latinos, americans,
with me
You can
Hang up your raps now or hang in a choke
I'd rather
Hang by my neck than hang because of my throat
New York City in the building nigga
It's over before it starts, oh, don't you know
So on your marks, stand by, ready, go
From London to New York, Montreal to Tokyo
I see visions of her,
s start to show
Love is like a rodeo
You buy your ticket then it's time to go
Maybe we should take it slow
Between the moon and the new york snow
Boy I's hard to tell you this
I have to leave it all behind
Boy I can't ignore it
I miss New York with my heart
with my body and my
restless mind
dodge the cops
Comfy in the hood Yeezy slides and adidas socks
At Saks in New York the white ladies tryna touch my 'locs
Yes I'm tryna steal but that
the message is nationalized
Satan father's the blind with fear he'll terrorize
I always was into Sports
And balled all in the courts
God reigns Flow from New
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
it off
I put yo bitch in some new Chanel
Fuck these hoes they be givin hell
Fuck that bitch hope she never tell
I don't got a heart I could never care
the crew walk in it
Pop a few corks in it
As quick as a tick in a New York minute
Catch a breath, fore you catch a left
Even worse, catch a Tef
Only way
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