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ny state of mind

  1. Yeah, yeah, aiyyo black, it's time (word?)
  2. (Word, it's time nigga?)
  3. Yeah, it's time man (a'ight nigga, begin)
  4. Straight out the fucking dungeons of rap
  5. Where fake niggas don't make it back
  6. I don't know how to start this shit, yo
  7. Rappers, I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm
  8. I be kicking, musician, inflictin' composition
  9. Of pain, I'm like Scarface sniffin' cocaine
  10. Holding an M 16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
  11. Bullet holes left in my peepholes, I'm suited up in street clothes
  12. Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
  13. Y'all know my steelo, with or without the airplay
  14. I keep some E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
  15. Or either on the corner betting Grants with the cee lo champs
  16. Laughing at baseheads trying to sell some broken amps
  17. G packs get off quick, forever niggas talk shit
  18. Reminiscin' about the last time the Task Force flipped
  19. Niggas be running through the block shootin'
  20. Time to start the revolution, catch a body, head for Houston
  21. Once they caught us off guard, the MAC 10 was in the grass and
  22. I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
  23. Pick the MAC up, told brothers, "Back up, "the MAC spit
  24. Lead was hitting niggas, one ran, I made him backflip
  25. Heard a few chicks scream, my arm shook, couldn't look
  26. Gave another squeeze, heard it click, "Yo, my shit is stuck"
  27. Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot, now I'm in danger
  28. Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
  29. So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
  30. And it was full of children probably couldn't see as high as I be
  31. It's like the game ain't the same
  32. Got younger niggas pulling the triggers, bringing fame to their name
  33. And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
  34. In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
  35. 4 5's and gauges, MAC's, in fact
  36. Same niggas will catch a back to back, snatching your cracks in black
  37. There was a snitch on the block getting niggas knocked
  38. So hold your stash 'til the coke price drop
  39. I know this crackhead who said she's got to smoke nice rock
  40. And if it's good, she'll bring you customers in measuring pots
  41. But yo, you gotta slide on a vacation, inside information
  42. Keeps large niggas erasin' and their wives basin'
  43. It drops deep as it does in my breath
  44. I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
  45. Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
  46. I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
  47. New York state of mind
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  50. New York state of mind
  51. Be having dreams that I'm a gangsta, drinking Moets, holding TECs
  52. Making sure the cash came correct, then I stepped
  53. Investments in stocks, sewing up the blocks to sell rocks
  54. Winning gunfights with mega cops
  55. But just a nigga walking with his finger on the trigger
  56. Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
  57. I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'
  58. Give me a Smith &Wesson, I have niggas undressin'
  59. Thinking of cash flow, buddah and shelter
  60. Whenever frustrated, I'ma hijack Delta
  61. In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
  62. Young bitches is grazed, each block is like a maze
  63. Full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
  64. From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
  65. I'm living where the nights is jet black
  66. The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
  67. And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
  68. Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
  69. I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
  70. Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
  71. And be prosperous, though we live dangerous, cops could just
  72. Arrest me, blaming us, we're held like hostages
  73. It's only right that I was born to use mics
  74. And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes
  75. I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
  76. My rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule
  77. The smooth criminal on beat breaks
  78. Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
  79. The city never sleeps, full of villains and creeps
  80. That's where I learned to do my hustle, had to scuffle with freaks
  81. I'm an addict for sneakers, 20s of buddah and bitches with beepers
  82. In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
  83. Inhale deep like the words of my breath
  84. I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
  85. I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
  86. Nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind
  87. New York state of mind

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