Lyrics:
vest to match the dark aura
We hit the city deep in the explorer
Lookin' at The Source, wish I was the cover story
That was comin' shortly, cars back
, get it right, get it tight
Get it hype
New York City's in the house tonight
All day, off and on, Broadway
The world's Big Apple is what they all say
on your girl’s breath. Hit em with a one time, two time, Wyclef, used to be a quiet boy living in the projects, now I’m breaking barriers by making some
cool but when i see you i get butterflies
Oh its summertime in the city
Playing house walking down out by the lakeshore
Electrified by your touch when
walking westward
But I'll be home by summertime
Ain't no highway could bring me down
And no one's waiting up for me in town
Just a tourniquet as my spirit
While I walk the line
My city morphs evolutions
Long island to Staten
Brooklyn the Bronx and Manhattan
Remember back when queens gave birth to kings in
the buttercups, in the summertime
And you looked way out over, way out
Way out over the city and the water
And it feels so good, and it feels so good
And you
Earning stripes in a griddy City
Who judge by success and your Last defeat
That's used as a threat at Potential lead
This is the mecca that raised me
Who angry as hell, we yell from the beast
Wise killers up in New York, who lay for peace
Crime action get you trapped by the chief, no PC
Proud
Picture me riding through the city with criminal stealth
In my pockets it's minimal wealth
Roll alone with the Patrón, just the nine and myself
Hope
Here in this big city many people come and go
But my love, we two, are a permanent thing
Like a bird on the wing
Or the coming of spring
Just
the Beyhive
Raised by Latifah know she smoke a three-five
Roll the windows down
Cuz she love to throw the peace sign
Summertime rentals
Now she ready for
the Beyhive
Raised by Latifah know she smoke a three-five
Roll the windows down
Cuz she love to throw the peace sign
Summertime rentals
Now she ready for
Been most everywhere by now
Cities grand and small
Some are near and dear to me
Some i can’t recall london is a fun town
Paris has its charms
But
Well were dancing under the sun
Your high heels flashing my collar undone
I held you closley in my arms
My body totally embraced by your charms
Good evening, I'm Good Sun, Asiatic God Allah
And I'm from a small city called Saluda
In a small state of South Carolina
In a zip code full of guns
the playaz got some bad, bad women by they side
And they diamonds ain't monkey
Girl you up in my city (up in my city)
Looking so pretty (why you looking so
good fella, mean street, city dwella
And if you talk that shit than you wind up in my cellar
I'll bat you to the pulp with my fiction
My diction, causes
of Manhattan
All of it better off dead
Run through the city streets
Run to the hilltop's eye
Nothing like people by
By your side
All of the hands in a line
All
They're kissin' in Cleveland, Kansas City, too
They're wailin' in Wildwood, back at Waterloo
They're smoochin' all over, even in Saint Loo
Ah so
to DUMBO
Williamsburg to the cobblestone streets of Soho
From a basement in Bushwick
To a penthouse in Tribeca
We made it in New York
Yeah the greatest city
the open
Private jets, and I haven't been inside one yet
India to Egypt, don't know where I'm flying next
I'm in Manhattan, listening to Tribe Called Quest
Intro
Now you put me x 2, me as a stranger, in the middle of the city
I’ve decided to fight to fight the danger, to take a walk and get some money
Get money in the day, get rich by night
Me and my gang, we taking flight
Too many sins in the city, but we get around
Leaving all them ops in
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