N.Y. State of Mind, Pt. ll

Uhh

Yo, yo-yo, y'all

Whattup? Whattup

It's time man (word, it's time?)

Straight up, it's time man

A'ight, set that shit off

(Set it off then nigga, set it off)

Broken glass in the hallway, blood-stained 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, sat these, unmarked vans

Parked in the dark, NARC's, where's your heart?

Hustlers starve, they bust a U-ey, I jog

To my building, come out later wearin' camouflage

See the sergeant and the captain, strangle men

Niggas 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 niggas, got two in Heaven

Six of us, holdin' it, now it's five rollin' thick

The sixth one's parole flipped, five niggas, went to fo' quick

When he went O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin'

Four niggas 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)

New York, New York (New York state of mind)

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, you know what I mean?

New York state of mind baby, check it out

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 niggas sing along

All the ciggarette smoke's cloggin' my lungs, hoodrats flashin' they tongue

Young thugs blastin' they gun, we got reputations

Bitches and niggas both on parole or probation

Shit is sick, niggas got gats, army fatigues

I got my eyes glued on, whoever walk in the lead

'Cause I ain't playin', niggas'll run up in here and shoot up this shit

Stick yo' ass up, niggas'll find the loot in your kicks

Bunch of triple-cross niggas, just New York niggas

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, niggas is up North with tatted tears

Your name's on the affadavit, you ratted kid

Faggot-ass niggas that be scared to do they bids

Fuck you, we run you out of N.Y, you can't live

Got your quiet niggas, 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

Niggas fightin' over hundred sales, jump in the car and drive off

When the fiend come around the block, happy as hell

Niggas, 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 niggas schemin', some real, some niggas frontin'

But I'm a big dreamer, so watch me come up with somethin'

New York, New York

New York, New York