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Third Week in the Chelsea

Jefferson Airplane

2400 Fulton Street: An Anthology

1987

the Rolling Stone has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste of that reality

On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I

in the bank thinkin', "Poor you"
I'm in New York goin' Jon Chetrit
Supermodels and they all sexy
Lock the door to the bathroom 'cause they doin'

thinkin', "Poor you"
I'm in New York goin' Jon Chetrit
Supermodels and they all sexy
Lock the door to the bathroom 'cause they doin' something that is not

York
Won't stop 'til we get drop on New York
Price of coke rise, Jake snatch my enterprise
A million more, rookie cops thinking they live
We survive,

the engineer rolling backwoods in the stu'
Look! Its twenty-five-k just to walk through
I'm a New York baby I don't rly wanna talk to you
I seen Pop fall I don't

like Musk, gonna do it like Gates
Go ham like Jobs, gonna do it non stop
I'ma say it like Schmit I'ma do it All Day
Fulfilled by God can't put me in

the deets
It's reverse psychology
The product of opinions
In brains before they wash em
Books written by the victor
Invictus gotta be cautious

I wish
I wish

know it is not new
I put on my shoes empty 
There was something that I had to do 

I'm going down to the University 
Got to find me some lovely ladies

Back to Donegal

Bing Crosby

The V-Disc Recordings

1999

It seems like only yesterday
I sailed from out of cork
A wanderer from Erin's isle
I landed in New York

There wasn't a soul to greet me there

at the place where they flip the burgers at

I'm tryna live my life as morally as possible
Ima hard ass nigga don't like the hospital
I switched it up

Golden Gloves, in New York I'm like Derek Jeter
It don't get much better
But I need more
Dirty 30 women, whipping Curry for me
That's my Bali mami
Thought

up in New York, I need you down there
I just feel so different every time I'm not around her
I'ma fly lil' princess over, we'll stay in the mountains

how I talk, she think I'm from New York
But I'm really from Jersey, could tell by my walk
And my old ting just left me, I don't wanna talk
My old ting

Is it hard to see?

So try to see as i see

In time i see a better Black reality

It took one man to open the door, yep!

He let in one million more

there know that we live
Still a lil' fried I'm a leader no guide
Hockey my VVS neck gon' glide
I be in CVS pen on my side
I had 'em thinking it's medical

we live our day the darkest
Boosie Badazz, I'm down to catch a fade if y'all lit

Started out trapping tryna get the new Bo's
Then I realized what

on the floor 
In the candy store 
They call me crazy 
But crazy's my new best (friend)
Yeah, trippin' out in paradise 
Gonna watch it as it all collides

it's money in New York, but shit, D.C was better
I'll be damned if I let these niggas take me out my spot
So I'm ridin' with this Glock, and some

kick it into drive
She wanna move forward on with her life
Fast cars, fast life
That's my town
Living in the fast lane
Can't slow down
Come and visit

better raze it up
You better raze it up

(Sonsee)
Yo Yo
Lyrical Assault
Mics outlined in chalk
Gun Talk, homicide in New York
Caught a raw deal, horror

to it all but you gotta have that magic

By righteous design is how I write this divine prime
To Define too tight to unwind new heights to get climbed

she bout to start
What we doin, these streets cold like New York im Patrick Ewing
If its the finals i cant let you win
She said she wanna slow down im

Swass

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

this
Break it down

[Chorus]

Eighty dollar slippers to wash my car
It attracts more freaks than a beach lifeguard
Ah, imitate me and you'll bring

in years, man she old news
Anyways, we went out to see a movie
Had to tell security that you ain't wit us
And if my parents found out about you
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