ฟังเพลงNew York Times (Explicit)

This for all my n***as in the city

But this s**t really for Queens though

Really for Queens though ya know

Big city of dreams motivated by schemes

Getting money regiment with my get money regime

Nah mean

Yeah

New York times come listen to these New York rhymes

A southern n***a with a New York mind

In the concrete jungle of Queens trying to be Kings

Getting to the money it seems by any means

As I watch it all pan out try not to stand out

Fish out of water yet an official reporter

Up here life is a b***h I blow a kiss at her daughter

In the city where n***as will leave you s**t outta order

So yeah you heard the news disturbing news

Shot a brother in the head thank the lord he ain't dead

Was in a coma for months eyes ain't opened them once

My n***a visibly stressin' a mess he smoking his blunt

What could I say I can't relate to that all I do is pray for that

This the city of God told me Go and make it at

I got a date with destiny I'm running late for that

Grab a paper hey kid you gotta pay for that

The New York Times yeah

The New York Times

Extra extra read all about it

They say you can win anywhere if you can win here

And you ain't been no where if you ain't been here

Hustle hard yeah it really ain't a game mane

Same places different faces on the train mane

New York New York

Hop on the F train took the express train

Skip that local s**t my vocals sick that's how success came

Once kings now we pawns in this chess game

Wall street got black slave blood stains

Which means we built this city

And never got scraps while the devil got fat

In fact reparations for n***as in desperation

F**k money get my kid a real education

Blood money spills had a real revelation

Southside make you realize there's still segregation

Don't wanna preach I'm just thinking out loud

Sometimes I wanna save the world and I be thinking bout how

My motive to lead my n***as to paradise

Imagine the world free from pain

And we no longer scared at night

Far from the crime the blind leading the blind

We don't make it primetime till we dyin'

The New York Times

The New York Times yeah

The New York Times

Extra extra read all about it

They say you can win anywhere if you can win here

And you ain't been no where if you ain't been here

Hustle hard yeah it really ain't a game mane

Same places different faces on the train mane

New York New York

How I go from selling reefer and plates

Till eating steaks with Cole and playing FIFA with Drake

Should've been in the States property of the Jakes

Now I'm plotting on profits and properties on the lake

Let me properly integrate you to it

Show you how the heads of states and gangsters do it

Them n***as talk a lot of s**t but they ain't been through it

I done been up in everything cars you never seen

Cities you never heard of from the streets where they murder

Police observe us till they reach the verdict

Kill 'em all f**king kill 'em all

If you can't send 'em to the pen send 'em to the morgue

Send 'em to the Lord f**k it send his broad

Hundred shots through the dark but they never hit my heart

N***a b***h n***a take a pause

Hundred shots through the dark you can never hit my heart

The New York Times

The New York Times yeah

The New York Times

Extra extra read all about it

They say you can win anywhere if you can win here

And you ain't been no where if you ain't been here

Hustle hard yeah it really ain't a game mane

Same places different faces on the train mane

New York New York