Burnin Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no,
oh no, here we go now Oh no... Went to New York to cut my first
LP Ridin down Broadway in a taxi Hang a right at 25th Just a little
too swift, jo' Let me out, Im gonna walk from here on Heres 4 bucks you
drive like a moron Lost in The Apple and Im all alone
Cause New Yorks
Not My Home
In the village chillin with a 40 in a brown bag Im seein
freaks, and also fags I see a set of nice legs in my site But its a
fuckin transvestite Walkin in the daylight Now Im trippin and I'm like
blown But I take another sip and say to each his own He'de get dissed in
Detroit, but I'll leave him alone
Cause New Yorks Not My Home
Now
if your sounds are knockin to the cool Kid Rockin Has got your girl
jockin Take a chill pill young man, close your flap Cause like the Piston
Joe, Im goin back to back With a track, uh, thats just too clean I got my
pistol packed and a fifth of Jim Beam Only 19, and my name aint
Wilbur But I pull more hoes then Long Jon Silver I dont dress up, or try
to look pretty Instead I rock the house in every major city From the tip
of Maine to the coast of Cali' I get down and I yodel in the valley Cant
say I'm from the Bronx or Brookland zones
Cause New Yorks Not My
Home
Ate ave in the 40 deuce, its like a freak show A lot of hookers
try to pop that week, so I walk with a limp when I pimp through Or
co-mack those hoes if I'm illin with the Beast Crew Its pickin up, ill check
this fact These Mother Fuckers pay over 2.50 for a big mac Conjested,
overcrowded, cya Im gone
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