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"Yeah yeah, black it's time" (word?)
(Word, it's time nigga?)
"Yeah, it's time man" (aight nigga, begin)
"Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap"
"Where niggaz don't make it back"
"I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now"
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants the champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, brothers, the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't now I'm in danger
pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' in black
There was a on the block niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New state of mind
"New York state of mind"
"New of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewing up the blocks
to sell rocks, winning gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressing
Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
and be prosperous, though we dangerous
cops could just arrest me, us, we're held hostages
It's right that I was born to use mics
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dykes
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
(*scratched*) Nasty Nas
(Word, it's time nigga?)
"Yeah, it's time man" (aight nigga, begin)
"Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap"
"Where niggaz don't make it back"
"I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now"
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants the champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, brothers, the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't now I'm in danger
pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' in black
There was a on the block niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New state of mind
"New York state of mind"
"New of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewing up the blocks
to sell rocks, winning gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressing
Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
and be prosperous, though we dangerous
cops could just arrest me, us, we're held hostages
It's right that I was born to use mics
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dykes
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
(*scratched*) Nasty Nas
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