Lyrics:
Big Noyd:
I die from the causes
Dive in these streets of New York kid
I'm dyin to find who the informer is
You know the fam strictly biz
So what
with a Barbie, I can hardly steer
Welcome to the east coast
Shit this the Beast Coast
Birthplace of hip-hop, New York City don't crack cheap jokes
I been
loose
But that won't stop me from coming
By the time you hear the news
Haha you'll be swinging from it
So ya'll better act right
Or I'll turn it up like
balls wet
I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets
Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex
and you like the breakdance say OHOH (OHOH)
And If you come from New York
and you like the way I talk say Yeah (Yeah)
You can kill a man by taking him out
the breakdance say OHOH (OHOH)
And If you come from New York
And you like the way I talk say yeah (yeah)
You can kill a man by taking
Him out of his land
dodging streets, LA fitness New York dreams
They all ride the same old beat, Here I come don't play with me
Honda Civics dodging streets, LA fitness New
He was the heavyweight king at the age of 21
From the streets of New York where they're all called mean
He never had no mom, never had no dad
His
trying get it popping
So I left em all alone now my stock 10, nigga
So how it feel
Knowing that you got it and some niggas never will
I'm in New York these
gifts New York times best list
The audiobook that gets DJ's pissed
Once a day it gets requested
Going crazy for the thrill
Fans say explain if you will
treats
Chessmen king queen Iron Horse make moves
A New York minute just how we groove
A lot of kids try but they can't see dude
Hop a turnstile because
the south we come from New York though
Santa wit that bag full of snow from the North Pole
And we bought the North Pole
Fuck up bitch running out the building
Wanna see a demon in New York showing his ve-nom?
I don't need a clique, my nigga
I just run my legion on my own
Tell me you gotta it
Cuz I just know
take in stride
Livin in prison, stool pigeons know that time don't fly
Days go by, night gets darker, but I'm a New York
Whalin on your ass like Orca
Not
'70s baby raised in the '80s
Mad fights with blacks and whites
And both sides hated me for nonsense
The white kids was playing it wack
'Cause I'm from
a place called Strong Island
I have a rep to protect, epitomes I dissect
I was born in Brookyn, New York, but now Long I's in effect
(That's word to herb)
staff, I pray like this
I break mics in half, shit realism
Fuck Moet and baguettes, that get paid off
Or get laid off, I spray New York
I'm an angel,
and trash can lids get open (I said it)
You say you the best the response is kid you smoking (Synthetic)
Global warming is forming coming from all this hot
Started with nothing now I’m in New York with a lil bit
I’m smoking out of the raws &’sippin on raw til I feel sick
When I hit da club I sneak my
the back waiting to clip you
And ain't got to be from New York for homie to Knick you
For a dub and nick' you
Hit some pressure as a stress reliever
And I
This the realest shit I ever wrote
Who you know sit in New York for 2 days around Grammy winners
Come back home straight to the money getters
About
saying they did this and that for me But I don't remember it
Learned from the best, got it done by myself
Just me and my brothers don't need no help
And they claim to be New York's king? It ain't about that
It's more serious, I plan to toast it up with you
Joke with you, happy we on top, the most
daughter watching zoey one o one
New york chillen had to bundle up
Rest in peace to stack bundles pick the bundle up
I'm the shit couldn't get me with
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