I'm in a New York state of mind, mind, mind!
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Turn down for what, turn that shit down cause I said so
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Let a real lyricist spit, straight off the head though
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Dead men tell no tales, only the dead know
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Man I'm going hard, like Black Rob when he said, 'oh!'
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Resurrection the pot when he was swimming 'dead role'
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Mad facing phases, sticky fingers of Fredro
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Ya mind wrapped up and swine just like a egg roll
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So I gotta finish ya duck head Nintendo.
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Music composer, the exclusive culture
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Up chew in the comma just like you should have supposed to
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You're promoting stupidity, you're a stupid promoter
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How can it do that some locals walk in the shoes of a soldier
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Was maneuvering slower, now my improvement is bolder
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The way, get out of my way, so now I'm moving the mover.
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I'm the truest controller, gaze through is the plumber
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You steady movers and vultures, we come from two different cultures.
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Hook:
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Talk .. and counting stars is New York
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We're the Mecca of hustlers, let them all talk
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My state of mind is New York, yeah
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Is New York, yeah, is New York!
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Oh yeah, we're doing what we're doing,
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Yeah, we're getting that money
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Always keeping moving, and you're hating or you love me
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In a different state of mind, yeah
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It's New York, it's New York!
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Respect legends like ... is that solemn
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Strapped, I'm a double goose, black bummer.
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.. black Swayze, two gas raised
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I'm net waved, I'm more hoes that back page.
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I'm back stage in beast mode with street no
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Niggas that run this, young rich will speak old.
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You're a Gino, double up every peso
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The BA, P low, dressed up to my peacock.
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In BK, they probably get a nigga zone
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Right my way to connect is who can get the...
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I'm make 'em up in the day,
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Had more different roles
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Thinking every... leave out and you switch your clothe.
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Bad typhoon, I make the hoes drew
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Low in the old school, come through and you can't move.
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Yeah, it's a cold world in cold jewels
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Free Remy, home griller will be home soon.
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Hook:
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Talk .. and counting stars is New York
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We're the Mecca of hustlers, let them all talk
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My state of mind is New York, yeah
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Is New York, yeah, is New York!
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Oh yeah, we're doing what we're doing,
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Yeah, we're getting that money
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Always keeping moving, and you're hating or you love me
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In a different state of mind, yeah
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It's New York, it's New York!
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New York state of mind, strap hangers,
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Niggar, buckers and Yankee signs.
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Pot holes pot until these pockets pop for paying fines
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Nigga asked you what size was your jacket, you don't say the size
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You tell him it's your size, nigga, he tried to play you slime.
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On that apprehended called defenders who get away with crimes
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... Jim Campbell will make designs
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Giving food for thought to the death, dumb, and our blatant blind
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The aphrodisiac for a savage, you ate a plate of swine.
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The... took money from .. schools to save a dime
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What is the infrastructure and pain frame of a million minds
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Had to turn the table fast forward to play the rhyme
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.. homie, you ain't the one!
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Wind chest to leave in your face, swollen and break your spine
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Your eyes puffy like the nigga who used to hang with Shannon
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Decorated soldier with emo from 1989
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Long army, bullets marine, riffles and navy nines.
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Hook:
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Talk .. and counting stars is New York
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We're the Mecca of hustlers, let them all talk
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My state of mind is New York, yeah
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Is New York, yeah, is New York!
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Oh yeah, we're doing what we're doing,
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Yeah, we're getting that money
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Always keeping moving, and you're hating or you love me
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In a different state of mind, yeah
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It's New York, it's New York!
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New York State Of Mind
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| Papoose |
