Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New York, New York, artist - Grandmaster Flash. Album song Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Melle-Mel & The Furious Five: The Greatest Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.04.2006
Record label: Sanctuary Records Group
Song language: English
New York, New York |
Ah New York New York big city of dreams |
And everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
But I’m down by law and I know my way around, too much |
Ah too many people, too much -- a ha hah |
Too much, too many people, too much, rrrrrrrah! |
A castle in the sky, one mile high |
Built to shelter the rich and greedy |
Rows of eyes, disguised as windows |
Lookin DOWN on the poor and the needy |
Miles of people, marchin up the avenue |
Doin what they gotta do, just to get by |
I’m livin in the land of plenty and many |
But I’m damn sure poor and I don’t know why |
Too much, ah too many people, too much |
Too much, too many people, too much! |
A man’s on a ledge, says he’s gonna jump |
People gather round, said, He won’t he’s just a chump |
Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed |
His mortgage is due and his marriage is through |
He says he ain’t gonna pay no child support |
Because the bitch left him without a second thought |
He got nothin to eat, no shoes on his feet |
She even left his clothes, out in the street |
He keeps hearin noises when he’s at home |
He always hears voices when he’s all alone |
His wife took the kids, the car and the crib |
In this man’s world, so much for women’s lib |
New York New York big city of dreams |
But everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
But I’m down by law, and I know my way around |
Down in the Village, you might think I’m silly |
but you can’t tell the women from the men sometimes |
They’re sugar and spice and everything nice |
But when you get em home ain’t no tellin what you find |
Right next door is a little old man |
I seen him eatin dog food out of a can |
He says, I got to eat, when I can’t afford meat |
I barely can stand, on my own two feet |
I got a bad habit and I just can’t break it Somethin’s on my mind and I just can’t shake it I need some time, and I want some space |
I gotta get away from the human race |
Too much, ah too many people, too much… a-ha hah |
Too much, ah too many people, too much! |
Rrrrrrrah! |
Stand at a skyscraper reachin into heaven |
When over in the ghetto I’m livin in hell |
Just play ball or be an entertainer |
cause niggaz like me can’t read too well |
Nobody loves me, nobody cares |
I dreamed about a life but I’m livin in a nightmare |
Paranoid schitzo, set back, snowbound |
Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown! |
Hee, huh (16X) HUH! |
If only I could sleep just ten more minutes |
I might find the strength to make another day |
If I didn’t have to get up, and do my thing |
I would probably sleep my whole life away |
I messed up a nice dream, somethin bout ice cream |
Whipped cream fruits and a cherry on top |
Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh |
The pressure is on it ain’t never gonna stop |
I sho’gotta learn to use my mind |
I don’t wanna be kissin nobody’s behind |
Just standin on line lookin like a jerk |
Gotta get off my butt and do a full day’s work |
I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash |
Shoulda been thinkin and tried to fake whiplash |
A crowd gathered round, they’re callin me fat |
Who you lookin at wit a face like that? |
New York New York big city of dreams |
Everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
On 42nd Street, lookin for some action |
Women standin on the corner sellin satisfaction |
One young punk just leanin on the fence |
Tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents |
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster |
Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands |
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up One dead punk, killed by the man |
New York New York big city of dreams |
And everything in New York ain’t always what it seem |
You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
Too much, too many people, too much… ah ha hah hah |
Too much, too many people, too much! |
HUAHH! |
A baby cries and a mother dies |
And the tears fall from the doctor’s eyes because |
in this room, on this day |
The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh |
The gift of life really means a lot |
And in the ghetto your life is all you got |
So you take to the streets, tryin to exist |
in the trash and slime of a world like this |
What you watch, on TV |
a tells you what life is supposed to be But when you look outside the only thing you see |
Is the poverty stricken, reality, heh |
Abandoned places, angry faces |
Much hate and hunger through-out the races |
You say, I’m grown and I’m on my own |
So why don’t everybody just leave me alone! |
Now you stay at home, talkin on the phone |
Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone |
They never took the time to tell you bout sex |
So you had to learn about it in the discotheques |
Nine months later, the baby is there |
and the nigga that did it said, I don’t care! |
You don’t have enough money to help feed two |
So you have to choose between the baby and you |
The sky was cryin, rain and hail |
When you put yo’baby in the garbage pail |
Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid |
And you tried to forget what you just did, huh |
The muffled screams of a dyin baby |
was enough to drive the young mother crazy |
so she ran in the rain tryin to ease the pain |
Huh huh, and she drove herself insane |
New York New York big city of dreams |
But everything in New York ain’t always what it seem |
You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
Ah too much, too many people, too much… ah ha hah hah |
Too much, too many people, too much! |
HUHHH! |
So what’s happenin man? |
What’s happenin? |
Man you should see these bad girls out here workin the corner |
Loose joints, loose joints! |
A hah hah hah |
Aiyyo baby won’t you come here man gimme a little somethin |
Let’s try to get the money man |
Aiyyo aiyyo y’all know this dude look he comin right here let’s rob him man |
Ohh yeah yeah |
Nah nah leave him alone |
Hey slick, you know your way to Sugarhill Records? |
Ay man that’s in Jersey nigga! |
C’mere c’mere man whassup wit you? |
(conversation disolves into a fight) |
New York New York big city of dreams |
But everything in New York ain’t always what it seems |
You might get fooled if you come from out of town |
But I’m down by law and I know my way around |
Too much, too many people, too much… ha hah hah hah |
Too much, too many people, too much |