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the smell of pot, though I rock a steady job and a side part, and by the way, sidebar, I already have a side part, my fault, have to try harder to be hip

Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Me rump amongst the best of dem
Shine pon di rest of dem
Simi shimmy bullets plenty
Shower pon di flesh of dem
Baad

to walk down the street
I start on Second Avenue, makin' my way downtown to you
Maybe I'll make a stop at Bang Bang, get myself a new tattoo
Then I find

i went to a big new years eve party in new york city,
with many famous people, the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange, 
i was at the opening

fucking us over
Like we a terroristic threat, the ghetto covered in soldiers
Fear my only chance to live is with my hand on the trigger
Way they did

dont give a fuck imma live it up strait to the top
Im never sweating on bringing the bag home
Tags on em if they stop me from bringing it back home
They

My Name Is Kiss

Jadakiss

Ryde or Die, Vol. 2 [Clean]

2000

front in New York
'Cause some of us is runnin' from court
Smokin' weed, mumblin' thoughts

Tryin' to stay humble for shorts
We could do this the mob

of the robbery
Home of the bodies
The illest club in New York the Tunnel

Yo! Let's take it back to the tunnel
Where the hoods will run upon you
For the jux son

Digital

KRS-One

Snowboard Generation

1998

the way from New York City down to your motherfucking set
KRS-One, you know how we do, son

Coming through on that break dance, one (one)
Two (two),

Iced Down Medallions

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

Or better yet, my position now
Throw you cats on trial
Smooth criminal
From New York to Quebec
Unbelieveable respect
Plan X
22 ways up out the projects

damn familiar
Inner me is hearing all the shit surrounding on the news
Arsonists at home, drug dealers, and their goons
It's the city of Atlantis where

nigga
Homie it's a New York City thing
You mess around and get hit with the guillotine
And we don't give a fuck about anything
Fall back don't make this

I'm hanging with wendigo
We in new york and we sticker the city
I'm hanging with dillinger spitting it wity
I rap on the track like I diddle her

at the edge
of the city the magic of the place was incredibly intense.
It was to be my new home the place I would call the
'Arena Of Pleasure'. I lived

Grid Iron Rap

GZA

Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 2

2004

spark, on the streets of New York
I Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, FED UP
Hold ya head up, I'm circlin the block, keep ya eyes up
Wise up

for

[Chorus 2]
New York City! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo hand
Spin it like a helicopter
Ah, Jersey To Philly! C'mon

With repetition the earth is safe
And everybody thanked him
Now he's the master of the
New York City sanctum

Guardians always on the run
From different

that's how I know you never seen the top
Sierra Canyon parking lot lookin' like Magic City parking lot
Hear the talks when I walk by like you know it's

how I know you never seen the top
Sierra Canyon parking lot lookin' like Magic City parking lot
Hear the talks when I walk by like you know it's over

No Love From Oakland

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp

1992

won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was

the big city and the small towns
I go to New York City, on the East Coast
Get your guap with a light and a repost
Bitch don't ask me, what I do it for
I

Make a Move

Lloyd Banks

Rotten Apple [Clean]

2006

around once
Bottle after bottle, I down 'em until I'm drunk
If you ain't chipped in, don't come round my blunt

Grimy and gritty, New York City's top gun

GOTTA BE ain't a hustler or a g that's out grinding me IN THESE STREETS

From London to New York its getting hot on these streets 
Police shooting man no

I'm more lost, runnin' from the police force
New York's finest, comin' right behind us
Mind flippin' off the Moet
That a nigga's sippin'
Open fire