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Viewing Lyrics for NY State Of Mind Part 2:

Artist:Nas
Taken from the album I Am by Nas
Album:I Am
Track:NY State Of Mind Part 2
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:68
 
Lyrics:[Nas]
Uhh
Yo, yo-yo, y'all
Whattup? Whattup
It's time man (Word,
it's time?)
Straight up, it's time man
Aight, set that shit off
(Set it off
then nigga, set it off)

Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors

Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors
Lock the top lock, momma shoulda
cuffed me to the radiator
Why not? It might've saved later from my block
N.Y.
cops, hookers crawlin off the stroll, coughin
stitches in they head, stinkin and I dread
thinkin they be snitchin
But who else, could it be, shook at these, unmarked vans

Parked in the dark -- NARC's, where's your heart?
Hustlers starve; they bust a U-e I jog

to my building -- come out later wearin camouflage
See the sergeant and the captain --
strangle men
Niggaz gaspin for air; til they move no more and just stare
with dead
eyes -- tired of riots, shit is quiet
Simple-minded fools infiltrate grimy crews

Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids, sister's pregnant
father's on drugs, moms is
smokin, beds is piss-infested
Had eight partners growin up, eight turned to seven

Seven turned to six niggaz, got two in heaven
Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin
thick
The sixth one's parole flipped; five niggaz, went to fo' quick
when he went
O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin
Four niggaz still hangin, years passed and
slang changin
Three of us now, fourth nigga ain't around
We all thought he was real --
he did the snake shit
Fake shit -- beat his ass down, yo his mouth
could've got us all
wasted, what a fuckin clown
All I got left in the end is two of my best friends
And we
all goin out, to the death for these ends, WHAT?

New York, New York ("New York state
of mind" - Rakim)
New York, New York ("New York state of mind" - Rakim)
*repeat while
Nas is talking*

You heard about it, you see about it
You read about it, it's
in your papers
It's in your daily news ("Get money!")
New York chronicles, every day

The crime rate, the murder rate
The money rate, the paper chase, youknowhatImean?

New York state of mind baby, check it out

[Nas]
I'm at the, gamblin
spot, my hands on a knot
New York Yankee cap cover my eyes, stand in one spot
I take a
nigga dough, send him home, to a shoebox
You lost that nigga I put your dollar in the jukebox

Hear my favorite song, all these niggaz sing along
All the ciggarette smoke's cloggin
my lungs, hoodrats flashin they tongue
Young thugs blastin they gun, we got reputations

Bitches and niggaz both on parole or probation
Shit is sick, niggaz got gats, army
fatigues
I got my eyes glued on, whoever walk in the lead
Cause I ain't playin,
niggaz'll run up in here and shoot up this shit
Stick yo' ass up, niggaz'll find the loot in
your kicks
Bunch of triple-cross niggaz, just New York niggaz
Lift you off your feet
when they was just talkin with you
Some of these dudes the Feds be on em, you knew em for
years
Be the type when you walk in a pub, they offer you beers
That ain't gangsta,
niggaz is up North with tatted tears
Your name's on the affadavit, you ratted kid

Faggot-ass niggaz that be scared to do they bids
Fuck you, we run you out of N.Y, you can't
live
Got your quiet niggaz, that relocated down South
comin back to floss, then you
got the jealous loudmouths
All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods, D.T.'s
runnin
round quick to split your mug, it's ea-sy to score
but it's hard to get the shit off

Niggaz fightin over hundred sales, jump in the car and drive off
When the fiend come around
the block, happy as hell
Niggaz, mad cause they ain't get a piece of that sale

Cutthroat connivers, universal, ghetto survivors
Go to any hood that's live and make it liver

A lot of niggaz scheamin, some real, some niggaz frontin
But I'm a big dreamer, so
watch me come up with somethin

New York, New York
New York, New York
 
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