Lyrics:
hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
I'm in, new sneakers
Deuce seaters
A few divas
What more can I tell you?
Let me spell it for you
hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
I'm in, new sneakers
Deuce seaters
A few divas
What more can I tell you?
Let me spell it for you
dry
The enemies throw a party like it's Mardi Grass
Nigga, I'm right here, you know right where
Bx New York, polos and nightgales!
I'm liable to bring
it
Mixin' down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered
I choreograph seven steps to heaven
In hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leaven
and countin
New York's finest, still wildin, Shaolin
At the full moon howlin
Get Til It's Gone, killa bee kills
Only time will reveal like the words in
seconds and counting
New York's finest, still wilding, Shaolin
At the full moon howling
Get 'til it's gone, Killa Bee kills
Only time will reveal like
the platinum voice
Like syrup, for delf roaming, the New York boroughs
As they temp our perms, plus I ride the iron worms
Uptown across down, from the boogie
lights like me
Orange in the distance
We both love that
And I love that we have that in common
Also, neither one of us can go back to New York
For you
affluent families
Mary may wash her pots and pans but Mary don’t wash her fuckin hands
Typhoid Mary’s in New York, contagious and free
Typhoid Mary’s hard
town
Talk about a bummer it's the biggest one around
Sodom and Gommorah was tame to what I found
I wouldn't live in New York City if they gave me
New York (indistinct)
Stanton Isle, up state, Tri-state
Just for my people
Just for my people
Just for my people
Just for my people
Get down
(Cheer up yo!)
Connect from Russia to New York
We open doors to each other without block,
(Word up yo!)
You haven't heard this before.
it's a fusion
Dynasty
New Jay-Z
Beanie Sigel
Stick to the script
We live money over bitches, nigga, stick to the script (remember where you heard it first)
Cop,
It's been a year of fear and a week of deceit
Most folks so scared probly shit
In they sleep
After hearing a speech from the
Commander in chief this
with pain
Dreamers with empty hands may sigh for exotic lands
It's Autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
Autumn in New York, the gleaming
New York man walk with a revolver
Go fishing one time walk down solve the problem
Puts sticks on ya ass im not geeked to touch you
I love all my brovahs
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
tonight
Maybe it's so hard to get back to you
Maybe it's so hard, when I miss you
Like I do
New York
Paper Mache
Blowin' in the park
I walked past your
The Social Scene's broken
A is Arcade Fire, they live in New Orleans
B is Barenaked Ladies, teach us what bore means
C is Celine who's so cheesy but sings
where it’s fuck you til it’s not
And once it’s not then, any time you got a problem you can call me
New york city motherfucka
HOOK
BAMZ Verse:
I’m
leavin soon for New York
Come with me, that's where we belong, baby
You and me can live that high life in New York
Come with me, that's where we belong
New York litty
Fly Papis in the club
Came thru Drippin
Pulled up wit the Day 1z
And We all Tipsy
All Eyes On us
Cuz We So Pretty
Bouta get bouta get
NY
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
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