New York City lyrics

New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it

There's a million albums out there
With that opera and Shakespeare sh*t
I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap
I don't hear sh*t, you n*ggas are excess waste

A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure sh*t
The hottest DJ's in New York spin it from the wheelchairs
With cancer, my voodoo ready to roll
Ask Harlem Hospital, you can't cure sh*t

HMV at the cash register, girls tryin' to make me buy CD's
Soft jazz and homo R and B, I ain't payin for that Allure sh*t
Walkin' by Bloomingdales before you see me put the pep in it
I guarantee you get bad karma, fly leather coat with the Coach bag

You step in sh*t, choose the Daily News
The newspaper's gonna take off a little off your soles
You got a lot around your feet, motherf*ckers, not a little bit
Wipe that sh*t off your soles

New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it

I'm straight up on the butt ass transit
I don't give a f*ck, I smell the p*ss in the subway
My Boss cologne suits me well on the New York City mass transit
Women lookin' scared, borin' ass statues

b*tch, you need to get out the boroughs
And move to Kansas or Pittsburgh or somethin'
Sittin' up with braids in your hair like a f*ckin' Halloween pumpkin
Smile motherf*cker, put on some lipstick or do somethin'
Eat your breakfast muffin'

My appearance shock your brand new motherf*ckin' leather
I ain't say nothin' 'cause in your panties secretly
I know you readin' the magazine comin', the freak on the train is bustin'
I was sittin' here first, you wasn't I know you goin' home to masturbate
Your girlfriend is messed up, datin' her own f*ckin' cousin

New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it

Y'all just reachin' your damn horizons, so what?
You got your cellular phone, motherf*cker you prepaid
Girls and guys I'm not frontin'
Y'all bullsh*ttin' talkin' to nobody lookin' good at the dinner table

Runnin' your f*ckin' bill up on Verizon
You ain't shoppin' with a lot of Victoria's Secret bags
Monkeys treat you to Unos, retarded ass herb n*ggas are thin
Girls are more insecure, I'm realizin'

The datin' and courtin' sh*t got everybody hyped up and sportin' sh*t
The Bell system fraud, dial on the spot or stand trial on the spot
Ladies don't invite me over
Just cover the mattress with the p*ss and the c*m spot

Don't blast the same lame ass singin' MC a lot
Now move the ticket off your window
Manhattan traffic cop
You shoulda dipped, your sh*t in the parkin' lot

New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it
New York City, we p*ss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take sh*ts in it