Hey, yo,
Suits.
Probably gonna want some pasta after
this one, you know what mean?
Not too spicy.
Look.
New
York.
New
York.
New
York
New
York.
New
York.
City.
Let me tell you what's up with all these
New
York cats
They got too rich and lost the grip on rap
They let the country boys
take over the soundtrack
And blow the
Superman cape straight off their back
Now everybody know
where all the flavors at
And if there's any drama
I'll be handling that
I gotta switch the singles and
walk in the fall back
Late night conference calls and all that
Not the next
Denzel, I'm the first
LL
I remember where I came from,
hot since day one
Queens in the building,
I spank these children
But not seeing that I switch styles
like a chameleon
A lot of wanna be kings,
but I'm the real one
All these cats playing dumb,
they know the deal, son
Use rap like caps, I will peel one
And your reign is over,
nigga, here comes
New
York,
New
York
In a city that doesn't sleep
New
York,
New
York
Farmer, stand up
New
York is a city that doesn't sleep
New
York is
party people, now here's the situation
All these cats is lyin',
they have huge imaginations
They ain't freestylin',
them niggas is freebasin'
It's like a epidemic,
the beats they keep wastin'
Feels like the 80's again, back to basics
Hit em with the raw shit,
niggas is gon' chase it
And get addicted to how I spit it
I treat my beef like a blunt lick and split it
My shit's wicked, fiends can't forget it
Take it in your lungs,
you're done, you get lifted
Too many debates about what
Mr.
Smith did
What can I say, nigga?
God's good, I'm gifted
But I won't hit you with
the same old money rap
Cause most of them money rappers
need to give you your money back
I'm just your man next door,
sharp hood cat
I want the crown back, boy,
you don't deserve that
New
York,
New
York
In a city that doesn't sleep
New
York,
New
York
New
York is a city that doesn't sleep
New
York
Just when you thought
that I was coming down
I pulled the
George
Bush and I bombed the town
I got him running for cover,
ducking, running around
Like
L's on the radio, wow,
how does it sound?
I've never been afraid to set
it off on these clowns
Especially with all that hyped
up trash they put down
This is for the cats that consistently
hold me down
Arguing in barbershops from
Queens to uptown
I went to
Hollywood and let them borrow the crown
But they got too cocky,
I'm back to check these clowns
And I dare one of y
'all to disrespect me now
I'd die before that happened,
so in ject me now
And I'm the best,
fuck pound for pound
When shit gets serious,
I rock the ground
Matter of fact, where my real niggas at?
I got you,
New
York is on my back
Let's go
New
York
Gia
New
York
All city
That's us
Sleep, sleep as it comes to town
New
New
York
Gia
New
York, in a city that doesn't sleep
New
York
LL
Cool
J
I'm officially taking
New
York back
Real rap, it's like that
Be easy, be easy, be easy
