Lyrics:
strapped on my ankle
I'm back in the city and I can't believe this shit
Got the biggest, baddest bitch in New York
Her name Liberty, I came to see
I've seen the cities
I've seen the cities
I've been to New York
I crawled to LA
I've seen the cities
I've seen the cities
Take a picture goodbye
Day dream of a rueger to the Lucas 'til the city is ours
Money, power, and the powder I would murder with y'all
In the name of King Kane "New York, New
I say goodbye to all my sorrows
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must be in New York City
I'm so tired of getting nowhere
Seeing my
definition bustin' out your TV
So go hard, I go home
We put an end to you're end like zone
Get it yeeah
The Big Apple going all in
New York City stand
York
New York City we on map
Jayz the blueprint
That's a fact
H to the izzo
V to the Issa
Don't you know Jigga use to
Hustle down in V.c
State
time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we New York the narcotic
Strength in metal and fiber
There's a hurricane
In New York City
I took the turning tide
And I made it mine
There's a hurricane
In New York City
But on the Brooklyn side
It feels good
I say goodbye to all my sorrows
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the lord must be in New York City
I'm so tired of getting nowhere
waiting for a, a New York City girl
Times Square looks like Avalon
In a Disney Morphine dream
Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk
At the counter next
street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love,
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man,
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love,
York City
It's a special love affair
And there's magic in the air
[Chorus]
Let me take you by the hand
And we can go and find a brand new world
it
And feel the passion work it's way up through your skin
I love you with all the joy of living
'Til the lights go down in New York City
It's
at the mouth but
Can they walk the walk?
Yo, I live in New York and
That's the city that never sleeps
It's where dirty deeds get done dirt-cheap
And I creep down
and titties?
(New York, New York, you know I got bitches on me) Sure enough, sure enough
Well, let me walk you through the city
(Bright lights, big city
ruinin' New York City for me
There's nothing left but the ruins
Of us in the streets
The bar where I met you, apartment I left you
Taste of the truth
It
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love,
you, I love you baby.
Yeah, loving New York, yeah loving New York
Take your time to make me a shining star. In New York City love is busy, but not for
sight in the dead of night
Here I am, and in this city, with a fistful of dollars
And baby, you'd better believe
I'm back, back in the New
East Side from 1950 to 1975
We start with Harry Smith in 1950
A beatnik weirdo living in New York City
His huge collections were insane
Of Easter eggs
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