New York's Not My Home

Burnin'Oh no, oh no, here we go now

Oh no, oh no, here we go now

Oh no, oh no, here we go now

Oh noWent to

New York to cut my first

LPRidin' down

Broadway in a taxi

Hang a right at 25th

Just a little too swift,

JoLet me out,

I'm gonna walk from here on

Here's four bucks, you drive like a moron

Lost in the apple and

I'm all alone'

Cause New

York's not my home

If the, in the village just illin with a forty in a brown bag

I'm seein' freaks and also fags

I see a set of nice legs within my site

But it's a ****ing transvestite

Walkin' in the daylight

Now I'm trippin' and

I'm like blown

But I take another sip and say to each his own

He'd get distant

Detroit but

I'll leave him alone'

Cause New

York's not my home

Now, but now if your sounds are knockin' to the cool

Kid Rockin'

Has got your girl jockin'

Take a chill pill young man, close your flap'

Cause like the

Piston Joe,

I'm goin' back to back

With a track, uh, that's just too clean

I got my pistol packed and a fifth of

Jim BeamOnly nineteen and my name ain't

WilburBut

I pull more hoes then

Long Jon Silver

I don't dress up or try to look pretty

Instead I rock the house in every major city

From the tip of

Maine to the coast of

CaliI get down and

I yodel in the valley

Can't say

I'm from the

Bronx or Brookland zones'

Cause New

York's not my home

After Eighth

Ave in the forty deuce, it's like a freak show

A lot of hookers try to pop that weak

So I walk with a limp when

I pimp through

Or co-mack those hoes if

I'm illin with the

Beast Crew

It's pickin' up, ill check this fact

These mother ****ers pay over two fifty for a big ma

Congested, overcrowded, cya,

I'm gone'Cause

New York's not my home