all right Well I like the music I like weather I wanna live here some day This song goes out to all the people and the city I love New York city tonight
Translation: Left Alone. New York City.
talk, I got a Teflon .9 And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A., Atlanta, New York
was almost bald but sitting on top of her head, forehead you know on her forehead was this fried egg. Which I thought was really unusual. Because in New York City
stem to a stone and she won't leave me alone Million dollar nigga, I get it and show off Hit the dolga give me a minute wit your boss I'll fold you, New York
coke, push pounds I got a nine-to-five, so make it look good Kobe, A.K.A. skinny to pusha in the hood My brother went to jail and left me alone Found
New York New York, big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I
peace to New York and every hood in the East Before I was duckin' cops, gunshots, I used to be an LA Dodger, now I'm a (angel) From the city of lost souls
get you, guaranteed every shell'll hit you Plus I'm on some shit too Layin down whose-ever witchu Mafioso, the New York City 90's era Sosa AZ, you know
no one's here Left me here alone and I should've stayed home After 10 cups of coffee, I'm thinking (Where'd you go?) Nobody likes you Everyone left
today? Can't look me in the eye A couple thousand miles away You took me by surprise You left a message on the telephone From New York City, your new
side This city could drop in a minute or two Stunned and surprised but one hell of a ride Manhattan fault line Manhattan fault line When I left LA
New York City And climb over the China Wall Anywhere but where Your love disappeared Anywhere but here As much as I wanted you Your love has left me alone
gotta shout my n****z in Houston (Ay Trae what up) That ride old schools and they system is screwin' (Hey Bun B) I'm from New York so all my city we
my father Yeah, an' I am one of many Strong, proud and beautiful American daughters Resurrection Bay, Alaska Oh, the Flint Hills roll in Kansas Time Square, New York City
guess I'm going back, back where I belong, I hope you come along before I get back on that train that takes me... home from New York City to the things I left
I'm sure that I'm moving to St. Louis Three long years wondering here in New York City I guess I'm looking for the right way to do this I guess I'm looking
