the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico Real talk, the INC about to run New York
phone it's all about my man tonight Form the bed to the kitchen to the living room couch We done blessed every room in this New York penthouse Miami
to conceive `till it looks you straight in the eye Just take a walk on West 32nd Street or pick up a New York Times and believe it... Up in an ivory
me Cold and gray, concrete clay and steel And what else is real? I mean the actual deal People seem to love living under my hair Some of them call me London I'm also known as New York
- twin's name was Ebony I said 'My name is Ra - and this is Eric B' Since the music was loud, I said 'let's take a walk So we could talk and see New York
coming I know you hear 'em coming It feel like '03 yet? You in that mood yet?!?! I just like sayin that shit That shit just sound good Jersey! The king of New
me A lot of things have changed from what I see Is this the way its s'pposed to be? [Budden] Are you in that mood yet? One mo' 'gain ARE YOU IN THAT MOOD
stretcher, carry they ass out Call the ambulance Catch sixteen to remove your organs H2O ridin' round in same orbits Notorious from New York to New
A good time y'all I know y'all niggas ain't come here to fight Ain't nothin' but love so don't be uptight Black, Latin, Asian and White Chicago, rock the house and New York
Good morning America, good morning to Erica Who gave me good head while watching good morning America And good day New York, have a good day in court
Curtain call) Let's shoot a brand new episode (Curtain call) Are you ready for your curtain call? Light the candles and close the door (Set the mood,
all the rhymes that I say, all the people like I get the crowd jumpin', get the girl's hearts pumpin' All the party people say, "Isn't he somethin'?" Rock from New York
cannot seem to recollect the time I didn?t have sex Is it real or is it memorex? I?m livin' in a city known as New York state Sucka MC?s gotta wait
know, if you don't know how to act Then ya set ya self up for the Originoo Gunn Clap We are the wickedest gunn from outta New York People them talk
when you tip your hat To the chippies when they look blasé Nothin's too outrageous, and you got me in a real good mood 'Cause I'm a swanky New York
{brezzly brewn' (of the juggaknots)} You wanna be a fuckin accident, the beast was barkin You wanna know how many accidents to rob a new yorker? And
my bones But I can light up New York City with my red hair and Rhinestones I'll still be my mama's baby when my babies fly away My moods change like
to no luck Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO, what? What? Us the villains, fuck your feelings While y'all playa hate we in the upper millions What's the dealings it's like New York