NYC Minute
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NYC Minute
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Bright lights, big city, concrete, 5 boroughs.
Everything is real like you see it in the photo,
we be the grand total, world capital future,
home of the paper schemes, ill natured,
building skyscrapers rollers and shakers, hungry money makers,
make you catch the vapors, everything is modern, expensive and flashy,
watch out for the devil, cause he roams the streets.
I got a concrete lawn and a concrete yard.
Roots hard as concrete you can't compete
with this born winner who never been a loser,
brother from the boogie
who be biggin up and biggin up the Buddha mindstate,
enter my city and you will find hate,
ignorance and greed and people walking
walking by brothers on the street bleeding.
Still you might find everything you needed.
Chorus
Can't be too timid in a NYC minute NYC minute
everybody wants to live it, blood spilling,
people killing in a NYC minute,
no smiles, just grinning, that's how we living.
Bright lights, big city, concrete, 5 boroughs.
Everything is real like you see it in the photo,
we be the grand total, world capital future,
home of the paper schemes, ill natured,
building skyscrapers rollers and shakers, hungry money makers,
make you catch the vapors, everything is modern, expensive and flashy,
watch out for the devil, cause he roams the streets.
Now my momma and my poppa taught me mad realities,
plus the Southern Boulevard hospitalities,
but back alleys is where I dilly dallied, casually,
with things that cause fatalities.
Amazingly I always seemed to keep my faculties.
Others never had such luck got drugged got drunk
got tough got rough and got snuffed out.
Too fucked up or too slow to pull the gun out.
Time it seems to run out quick
for a lot of kids seem to turn
to crime real quick and do a lot of bids.
And every crew is out to make a hit,
New York is the craziest.
Chorus
Can't be too timid in a NYC minute NYC minute
everybody wants to live it, blood spilling,
people killing in a NYC minute,
no smiles, just grinning, that's how we living.
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