Lyrics:
You left without a sign or a warning
I'm still holding some questions in my mind
In case you might ask how I'm a doin'
Here's what I think you're
oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (you should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker
(New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh when love was enough
Time goes by so quickly I may not be a memory
You'd ever choose to keep but I never set you free
In my mind we're still
it back, no chaser
Or still sippin' an hour later?
Is it gonna be screamin', fightin', all night long
Or dancin' when our song comes on?
I never know
through the air and bottles breakin', mirrors also
And I ain't stoppin' 'til the swear jar's full
"You done called every woman a slut, but you're
me, I'm broke so I don't work
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't work
But all bullshit aside, I hit a stride
Still Shady inside, hair
(oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (you should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker
(New York, ooh, ooh,
paint the town
Ooh, you're good
These are my dancin' shoes
We paint the town
Ooh, you're good
Thought I would dance with you
Might get loud (ayy)
CoFlow providing DJ's with turntable weapons
Snatch that, Disco Daddy, father pops grand shh
Eliminate pretense, turn rocks to sand
You're rockin low
and froze
Now my collarbone's all crystals
A small gesture goes a long way in this dark prism
Your stare's a silent pistol, the boy was your only victim
Roxas
I am myself well or that's what I think
Still toss an turn when I try to sleep
Who's voice is that and who's thoughts are these
In void of past I
wrong if I'm not I'm a victim
Praise be to God He will bless me cause I please Him
Follow Lucifer illuminated by the prism
Breaking up the bars like I'm
sacrifice my groove, I'll never change my song
And by the way I'm doing this song 'bout you're staring
What does the music have to do with what I'm wearing
of
Prisms reflecting light
My father was so dark that I’m
Bright sun of the night
And you’re loony to think
The tunes you’re confusing
With you consuming
(oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (you should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker
(New York, ooh, ooh,
number
In number one by one
You wake up and you're dying
You don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
number
In number one by one
You wake up and you're dying
You don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
Sure is hard to hold on, yeah that's the truth
And so the story goes
We just wanna thank you for the years you followed
You're still out there patiently
focus right from second sight
Channeling tuning in free of carbonite
True being proceeding without meaning believing still breathing
White Dragon baby now
bye-bye
Kicking it with my bro like I know Muy Thai
Dutch, he hit my hip, he told me to slide by
He was excited, I know it's bout white guys
I'ma need
A blind man still has visions
He's granted such clarity and
Ordinarily it
Never gets considered
Your journey
Is all defined by your attitude
Quite
You're in the kitchen and I'm in our bed
I hear you grinding the coffee, your smile's in my head
The bed's still warm, where you lay your head
die for, only woman who deserves a ring,
I bet you're sitting watching her in that sundress, dancin' to talkin Tennessee
I guess she's taken you
still cut all of the ties
I hope that you keep movin on
Cause you can get caught in the lies
Keep on
Dancin
Keep on
Advancin
Keep on
Expandin
Keep
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