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"Yeah yeah, aiyyo 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 fake niggaz don't it back"
"I don't know how to start shit, yo, now"
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, composition
of I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
a M-16, see the pen I'm extreme, now
left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine 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 with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally 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, run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block niggaz knocked
So hold your until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York of mind
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
Be havin that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, up the blocks
to rocks, winning gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the 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 hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, drug scripts sewn
Or the 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 live dangerous
cops just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
It's right that I was born to use mics
and the that I write, is even tougher than dykes
I'm rappers to a new plateau, rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I learned to do my had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches beepers
In the I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause 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 fake niggaz don't it back"
"I don't know how to start shit, yo, now"
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, composition
of I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
a M-16, see the pen I'm extreme, now
left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine 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 with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally 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, run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block niggaz knocked
So hold your until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York of mind
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
"New York state of mind"
Be havin that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, up the blocks
to rocks, winning gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the 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 hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, drug scripts sewn
Or the 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 live dangerous
cops just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
It's right that I was born to use mics
and the that I write, is even tougher than dykes
I'm rappers to a new plateau, rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I learned to do my had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches beepers
In the I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause 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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