Lyrics:
OK this is August 26th 2004 we’re gonna try
And go through this in one live take
The Complete History of the Development
Of Punk on New
York's Lower
[Repeat x2]
London you're gonna find them
New York, L.A., back to Kingston
All I see is youth fighting
All I see is youth fighting
Well, in sympathy,
Well I heard a story, you can judge it's worth
About the sun and the moon the time they came down to earth
They pass in the heavens each day up
From 212 to 718
Holding it down is what we do
All my life
No matter where I'm at, I gotta rep NY right
New York, New York
Yeah NYC
New York, New York
Now lightning strikes in old New York
It may be dark but I want to talk
It might rain, it might snow
Too many things I got to know
If this is
Now lightning strikes in old
New York
It may be dark but I want to talk
It might rain, it might snow
Too many things I got to know
If this is
y'all packin' like the block is sold
How could it be to the deep and darkest of zero
To become the king of new york like a negro
And he aint even
the block is sold
How could it be to the deep and darkest of zero
To become the king of new york like a negro
And he ain't even from new york that's what's
Shit he said he did and I ain't got time to
Be talkin 'bout this shit (fuckin' faggot)
I guess it's easy to see lil' nigga
I run New York yeah I live in
trippin' of a tab
In New York City trippin' of a tab
In New York City trippin' of a tab
In New York City trippin' of a tab
It was New Years Eve
We were bar
have you by my side
In New York, New York
Where i wanna stay with you for all my life
We walk down these street's
Look at how they live
Trying to find
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for
name
In marquees found down on Broadway
Even if it ain't all it seems
I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams
She left me all alone
In this jungle of stone
I miss you miss Kitty
It's hard to be alone in rock'n'roll city
New York New York town without pity
state of mind like a shooter
For the New York Knicks i'm the best
And if they ask Kawhi like the Clips
Tell 'em Dax got a glove with
The game in his grip
fee
I can't be bought
Just need to be hungry
I got you thirsty this is how we came in and blew
New York authentic brand plus my season is due
Ask my
yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for
under the evergreens
I know what I'm needing
I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a New York state of mind
It was so easy living day by day
Out
New York
It went from street fights and pedal bikes to guns and gold ropes
A promising community to one with low hopes
I remember when my house got
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
(Paris nights and New York mornings)
Don't let me down (don't let me down)
Don't let me down (don't let me down)
I could see the lights from
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
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