Lyrics Boom Bap - Brbrck, MCK, John the McBANG

Boom Bap

In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
New York City sky clearer than hindsight
Getting my mind right, getting ready to climb heights
And start building so gather ‘round children
This is how a nation of one becomes millions
From the Othership to Control Room Strange
Flying over Brooklyn, taking in everything
Going in for the family, every link in the chain
Otherfuckingworldly, Family McBANG
We just tryna find a way on the path
We struggled and we stumbled and we flown and we crashed
Been overblown and bashed, put up on the pedestal and thrown in the trash
Good thing we got that bounce-back swag
Smooth groove mellow, this a kush ounce bag track
This a summertime drive down the West Side High
With ya best friends high in a blessed state of mind and I’m
Ya host for the evening so let’s have a toast for no reason other than believing
That this ain’t even the good part
Shit, it’s a good start
Mikey BRBRCK-star
Cock sure, hood smart
Good looks, better brain
Hip Hop Veteran
Been underground forever it’s time to step my cheddar, quin-
Tuple my hustle and I’m quick with a clever rhyme
And whenever I’m
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
WHO THAT
BRINGIN THAT BOOM BAP
GETTING DAPS FROM OGS AND NEW JACKS
RHYMES TOO FAT
CRUSH YA CREW FLAT
ANDRE FLOW
GORILLA MONSOON RAP
Jared McKay, what do you say
‘Nother a day comes along just trying to get cake
In all the right places all the wrong ways
Wrote all the right rhymes on all the wrong days
What it might take is all of my mind and all of my time and my concentration
and all the rest of my life
To finally bottom out in a race to the top
Common denominator just been waiting for you to add it up
I’m’a the kinda guy who knew never to give a fuck
About anything but the thing that had made me wanted to come
In the first place rat race dog pound paper chase
Fall down, rebound, got it now?
That’s ok
We can go round and round
Up and down the carousel
Floating on a parallel
Universe selling outdated ‘til the day he made it
Hate it ‘cause he got a taste of fame
But why you even came if you ain’t trying to make a name
Mine’s a relation of love and hate
I love her she hates me
That’s why she is my baby
So fault me for the player, don’t fault me for the game
The forces called, I just came
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine
In New York, I only see the sunshine