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(feat. Kool Keith) |
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[Talking voice] |
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Look, how am I gonna justify corruption to you? |
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It's always been here and it always will be |
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Well, I'm rappin' to you brothers proud baby.. |
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[Kool Keith] |
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Cruisin' big time |
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Livin' the life like Big Joe |
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Willie swift the player, with my hype pornoshow |
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Like Goldie, the mack, laying honnies on their back |
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Clockin' gees a week, your fake pimps hear me speak |
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Ridin' low down, checkin' my watch like Frank Knitty |
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Police pressin' up, let me pay off the city |
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Controllin' your town like Sega do with the Genesis |
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Who is the fan? Scopin' pannies on the premises |
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Backstab, nevermind ?takin'? slap |
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Countin' my green, now tell me, where's the other half? |
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Don't try to comment, don't tell me how to run my stable |
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Plug your card, leave your fingers bleedin' on the table |
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No time for games, baby talkin' "help a brother" |
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Your style is platic, your girl talkin' rubber |
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[Chorus] |
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[x4] |
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I'm the king of New York! |
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Runnin' out from big city |
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[Kool Keith] |
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You ran away from home, you ran away into my arms |
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Speak the ???, my lollipop here's a charm |
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You need a place to stay, what step up my way |
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I got your front ho, and everything on Lairway |
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You're my daughter now, the women have to call me daddy |
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The smith with big green, with clients on the white caddy |
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Like General Mills, total with the whole green |
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I'm in control, passin' up your sad little brain |
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He made you cry before, he made you cry now |
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I mean steak, your ho eatin' chocolatecow |
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What's the matter? He made your heart splatter |
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He kept you on the down low, climbin' up the ladder |
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Pretty as you are, lookin' like a moviestar |
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Delicious, nutricious, don't wanna get vicious |
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I ain't no bloodhound, sniffin' on your heels |
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Some strung out junkie over you takin' pills |
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We can do this lady! Lucy give me a kiss |
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[kissing] I'm your man now |
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[Chorus] |
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[x4] |
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The king of New York! |
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Runnin' out from big city |
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[Kool Keith] |
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It took a mastermind to put together the operation |
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I started out recruiting at the Grey Hound busstation |
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Pushin' jewels, I'm still the man on 40 dews |
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Providin' support, champ like a big sport |
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Hangin' high, with no ID you can't verify |
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The biggest mack on the heels from the illest city |
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No shorts taken, tell Jim yo it's tuff titty |
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Call power rills to meet the only president |
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FBI watchers are tryin' scope ????? |
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I'm in my train of thought, I own supreme court |
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Standin' on the block, lickin' ????? for days |
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You work for me, competition for some premise |
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I'm in the rhyme, smoothin' groovin' down |
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I'm in the rhyme, smoothin' movin' down |
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Checkin' out my game, the feds know it's the same |
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I'm in court for only childsupport |
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[Chorus] |
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[x4] |
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I'm the king of New York! |
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Runnin' out from big city |
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[Beat fades out with a guy talking] |