[Intro]
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Sounds Society, Poobs, Ghost, a lil' homage to New York rap
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I know I missed a couple of y'all I got ya next one
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[Verse 1]
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I'm gettin high with my fam Ron
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Bitch you 'gon suck it or not?! I'm like Cam'ron (Huh!?)
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'Cause I'm ballin like Jones is
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Bandana like Santana, where the zone is (AY!!)
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Niggas lucky I ain't flip yet (LUCKY!)
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I'm on my shit like DipSet (DIPSET! DIPSET!)
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And I ain't rich like 50, but I know Many Men that really wanna hit me (Many Men!)
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Top of New York like Yayo (G-G-G) Start it up like Banks do
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Yeah I shoot you or shank you (I'll shoot you!)
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And then after that thank you (Thank you bruh!!!)
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Terror Squad like Joe Crack (TS!!!)
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Hit you with a pack and you better bring that dope back!!!
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(You better bring that dope back!) It's Flipmode like Busta (FLIPMODE!)
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Light the Spliff one minute before I cut ya
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[Chorus]
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I ride and get high to N-Y-C (Ride!)
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The illest competition the flyest colleagues (ILL!!!)
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I was born here so why would I leave?! (Why?)
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The mecca pf rap birth the God MC's (Birth!)
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I ride and get high to N-Y-C (Ride!)
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The illest competition the flyest colleagues (ILL!!!)
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I was born here so why would I leave?! (Why?)
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The mecca pf rap birth the God MC's (Mecca!)
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[Verse 2]
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Let's have a Minaj like Nicki, you know I get Red like Cafe (I Get Red!)
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Gotta a Uncle that'll Murda and, all he do is play B.I.G. and the Last Dayz
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And Let It Fly like Maino (Let It Fly!)
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Lil' nigga I'll make you drink Draino (DRINK THAT!!!)
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I got Gunz like Corey, Godson with Fred but that's another story (That's another story)
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Cocaine City like Frenchy, Polo head, like Vado
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Hell like Rell, wavy like Biggavell (Wavy)
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Back on the Ave when I used to move them bottles
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Anything to keep them lights on (Anything!)
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Do a stretch, comin back, just like Mysonne
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If I know you I never heard of you (Either or?!)
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Cause I'm like Mook I'll Murda you
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[Chorus]
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I ride and get high to N-Y-C The illest competition the flyest colleagues
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I was born here so why would I leave?!
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The mecca pf rap birth the God MC's
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I ride and get high to N-Y-C The illest competition the flyest colleagues
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I was born here so why would I leave?!
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The mecca pf rap birth the God MC's
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[Verse 3]
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I'm ill like Frank White, Nas, Jay-Z, Rae and Ghostface (I'M ILL)
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The Whole Wu-Tang, Black Rob and the old Mase
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CNN, M.O.P, Mobb Deep too, or whatever whatever nigga when I.C.U (WHATEVER NIGGA!)
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Fabolous, like Loso, like Ortiz Yo Yaaowa when you see Po' Po'
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Whattup now Y-O to Bucktown, I get it in like my niggas that's on Bucktown
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I got it in when McGruff was runnin Uptown (Uh Huh)
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Or Big L, light a big L, lifestyle's mob style know what the kids sell (Know that!)
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The metal might part your chest from the ghetto
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with Sheek and Jada and Dark Man X (YONKERS!!!)
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Still Conscious like Kweli and Mos Def (CONSCIOUS)
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A Kool G., no movie run the city like Diddy and I'm fly go ask Groovy
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[Chorus]
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I ride and get high to N-Y-C The illest competition the flyest colleagues
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I was born here so why would I leave?!
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The mecca pf rap birth the God MC's
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I ride and get high to N-Y-C The illest competition the flyest colleagues
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I was born here so why would I leave?!
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The mecca pf rap birth the God MC's
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[Outro]
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Friend or foe, competition or colleague, I salute ya niggas, I love this city
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I know it's alot of niggas I missed, I'll get you on another one though
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I just wanna salute where I'm from
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Ride to this shit! Light a blunt to yout shit nigga!
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I ain't forget all you old school niggas neither man I salute y'all
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I came up on y'all I got ya on another, another one too you know
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Fuck..I'm out..........
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NYC
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| Styles P |
