Lyrics:
with money and diamond cluster
Let's talk in layman terms
Rotten apples and big worms, early birds and poachers
New York is evil at its core, so those
he's a schmuck
We're going to have a problem here
Cats in New York can box me in now
We lounging in the Chi
Let the story begin
By the beach
I hang tight
And for you to claim what's yours
and for me to claim what's mine
So I'm here to tell to ya remember 91?
Washington, LA, New York and Brooklyn!!!
Let's
[Geechie Suede]
Now who got what you don't got, Lo do, next verse
My alumni comply will shank high, slide, then curve
On some Suede shit, and my
liebt
Ihr wollt ein Liebeslied, ihr kriegt ein Liebeslied (Liebeslied)
Ein Lied, das ihr liebt
Say what, say w-w-w-w-what is the message?
Love is
nigga I'm from Queens)
(Ayo-yo-yo shoutout to all my niggas man)
(Queens, New York, and worldwide baby)
(You know what it is, Queens get the money)
(Aye,
non-sweetened,
The 7-G Steven, I give you 10 minutes of that high-powered shit
Til your heart stops beatin...
(Erick Sermon)
??? 's the new member, flows
Check it
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide through your hood with me in your deck
up, in Brooklyn New York, moved to Queens, and my teams
My pants is bustin' out the scene, is what this gun in my teens
Without it I wouldn't've lived
I always find way
Just to visit home I gotta dip and hit like 5 state
Still rockin’ with that New York mind state
They say i be tripping like Kanye
ain't nothin' but drama
Everyone wanna harm ya
In New York niggas gettin' shot for bombers
Now they got your life in the palm of they hand like
ain't nothin' but drama
Everyone wanna harm ya
In New York niggas gettin' shot for bombers
Now they got your life in the palm of they hand like
of the hip-hop craze which I desire
Salt from the Pepa and my name is Cher
From Queens, New York not Delaware
I like my steak well-done 'cause I hate it rare
me
Rep Christ
Can't nobody label me
Y'all music getting on my nerves
Hot beats but them raps totally absurd
It's been a minute since real good
Is what
you might see what I see
Yo, what I said simplistic
But what I see's not materialistic
[Prince Poetry]
My hayfever is actin up, so I took a couple
1951 will be remembered
As the year Jimmy Maco terrorized New York City!
So what you want me to say?
You got me... yeah, I killed him
So what you
Yeah
New Rap Order
M.C. K~Swift
NRO
Y'all know what time it is
Official
Too Official
NRO
New Rap Order business
NRO music
It's not a game
Let's go
I
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
spinach
Destroy mics when I transform to a freak menace
No weak feelings, I'm from New York you can't be timid
I'm a spitter and a dope MC, I don't need
Finesse is dangerous so those who came to fuss
Will fuck around and get smoked like angel dust
Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my shit
I do
and lifestyle
For as the older you get
The more you need the people you knew when you were young
Live in New York City once but leave before it makes you hard
and lifestyle
For as the older you get
The more you need the people you knew when you were young
Live in New York City once but leave before it makes you hard
this lyrical mathematics
Most of you MCs is just lyrical asthamtics
I'm already known for running tracks like Kelly Holmes
How could you be higher than
to know what the Fearless is all about
Why don't ya come along with us, if ya want to scream and shout
And especially come if you have no doubt that we're
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