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| [00:00.00] | "N.Y. State of Mind Pt. II" |
| [00:02.73] | Uhh Yo, yo-yo, y'all |
| [00:03.79] | Whattup? Whattup |
| [00:04.59] | It's time man (Word, it's time?) |
| [00:05.49] | Straight up, it's time man |
| [00:08.00] | Aight, set that shit off |
| [00:09.96] | (Set it off then nigga, set it off) |
| [00:11.82] | Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors |
| [00:14.58] | Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors |
| [00:17.34] | Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator |
| [00:20.46] | Why not? It might've saved later from my block |
| [00:23.47] | N.Y. cops, hookers crawlin off the stroll, coughin |
| [00:26.64] | Stitches in they head, stinkin and I dread thinkin they be snitchin |
| [00:29.57] | But who else, could it be, shook at these, unmarked vans |
| [00:32.59] | Parked in the dark -- NARC's, where's your heart? |
| [00:35.25] | Hustlers starve; they bust a U-ey, I jog |
| [00:38.06] | To my building -- come out later wearin camouflage |
| [00:41.04] | See the sergeant and the captain -- strangle men |
| [00:43.65] | Niggas gaspin for air; til they move no more and just stare |
| [00:46.68] | With dead eyes -- tired of riots, shit is quiet |
| [00:49.49] | Simple-minded fools infiltrate grimy crews |
| [00:52.26] | Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids, sister's pregnant |
| [00:55.54] | Father's on drugs, moms is smokin, beds is piss-infested |
| [00:58.45] | Had eight partners growin up, eight turned to seven |
| [01:01.61] | Seven turned to six niggas, got two in heaven |
| [01:04.34] | Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin thick |
| [01:07.25] | The sixth one's parole flipped; five niggas, went to four quick |
| [01:10.68] | When he went O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin |
| [01:14.24] | Four niggas still hangin, years passin and slang changin |
| [01:17.37] | Three of us now, fourth nigga ain't around |
| [01:20.03] | We all thought he was real -- he did the snake shit |
| [01:22.19] | Fake shit -- beat his ass down, yo his mouth |
| [01:24.96] | Could've got us all wasted, what a fuckin clown |
| [01:27.94] | All I got left in the end is two of my best friends |
| [01:30.59] | And we all goin out, to the death for these ends, WHAT? |
| [01:33.72] | New York, New York (New York state of mind) |
| [01:39.15] | New York, New York (New York state of mind) |
| [01:39.42] | You heard about it, you see about it |
| [01:40.88] | You read about it, it's in your papers |
| [01:43.09] | It's in your daily news ("Get money!") |
| [01:45.51] | New York chronicles, every day |
| [01:47.73] | The crime rate, the murder rate |
| [01:50.10] | The money rate, the paper chase, you know what I mean? |
| [01:54.27] | New York state of mind baby, check it out |
| [01:57.35] | I'm at the, gamblin spot, my hands on a knot |
| [02:00.20] | New York Yankee cap cover my eyes, stand in one spot |
| [02:03.18] | I take a nigga dough, send him home to a shoebox |
| [02:05.89] | You lost that nigga I put your dollar in the jukebox |
| [02:08.97] | Hear my favorite song, all these niggas sing along |
| [02:11.63] | All the cigarette smoke's cloggin my lungs, hoodrats flashin they tongue |
| [02:15.31] | Young thugs blastin they gun, we got reputations |
| [02:18.02] | Bitches and niggas both on parole or probation |
| [02:21.06] | Shit is sick, niggas got gats, army fatigues |
| [02:23.76] | I got my eyes glued on, whoever walk in or leave |
| [02:26.33] | Cause I ain't playin, niggas'll run up in here and shoot up this shit |
| [02:29.47] | Stick yo' ass up, niggas'll find the loot in your kicks |
| [02:32.29] | Bunch of triple-cross niggas, just New York niggas |
| [02:35.71] | Lift you off your feet when they was just talkin with you |
| [02:38.57] | Some of these dudes the Feds be on em, you knew em for years |
| [02:41.14] | Be the type when you walk in a pub, they offer you beers |
| [02:43.91] | That ain't gangsta, niggas is up North with tatted tears |
| [02:47.12] | Your name's on the affadavit, you ratted kid |
| [02:50.19] | Faggot-ass niggas that be scared to do they bids |
| [02:52.96] | Fuck you, we run you out of N.Y, you can't live |
| [02:55.96] | Got your quiet niggas, that relocated down South |
| [02:58.68] | Comin back to floss, then you got the jealous loudmouths |
| [03:01.85] | All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods, D.T.'s |
| [03:04.98] | Runnin round quick to split your mug, it's ea-sy to score |
| [03:08.20] | But it's hard to get the shit off |
| [03:09.78] | Niggas fightin over hundred sales, jump in the car and drive off |
| [03:13.39] | When the fiend come around the block, happy as hell |
| [03:16.27] | Niggas, mad cause they ain't get a piece of that sale |
| [03:19.18] | Cutthroat connivers, universal, ghetto survivors |
| [03:21.86] | Go to any hood that's live and make it liver |
| [03:25.44] | A lot of niggas scheamin, some real, some niggas frontin |
| [03:28.26] | But I'm a big dreamer, so watch me come up with somethin |
| [03:31.08] | New York, New York |
| [03:33.74] | New York, New York |
| [03:35.11] | by OG |
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