| If you was born in New York City let me hear say «You know that»!
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| You know that!
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| Hey yo, once upon a rhyme where the scenery sets, you see stress
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| Streets a matter of life and death, no regrets
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| Life’s a test, strife, wit special effects
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| Neighborhood’s full of reps, cities are projects
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| Where the young cadets get stripes from the vets
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| And comrades quest to be the next, to fitness
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| Collect debts and select bets with death threats
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| Object, chedder, better your total net
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| Where trends are set from ways to express the outfits
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| Friends get wet tryin' to make ends connect
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| Avenues to check, boulevards to sweat
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| The smell of gun smoke more common than cigarettes
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| We got clicks for wreck
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| We like Pits for pets
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| We got Giants and Jets, the Knicks, Yanks and Mets
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| We like much respect and sex extra wet
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| And high-tech dialect you ain’t catch yet
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| The Bronx,
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| Ya out there?
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| No doubt
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| Brooklyn,
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| Ya out there?
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| Hey yo, we got blocks and glocks with
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| Big shots with big knots and big props
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| Yo this is where the bullshit stops
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| Where herbs get got, if you snitch you get shot
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| We get down and leave the town in a state of shock
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| We got dangerous hang out spots and slick cops
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| Place called Riker’s Island where kids get locked
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| A lotta gear to rock with blocks of clothes shops
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| Styles are top notch, this is the place to watch
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| So bust the box, the radio station is Hot
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| Ease your mind staring at skylines from rooftops
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| Flip scripts for chips, and new whips off the lot
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| Quick to call a shot, politic with thick plots
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| And the Garden of Eden against the sea that we got
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| To make sure the core of the Big Apple don’t rot
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| Where seeing’s believing, we be achieving a lot
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| Since disc jocks created hip hop, check it out!
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| Queens, ya out there?
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| No doubt
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| Manhattan?
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| No doubt
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| New York City, Staten Island
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| New York, New York, Long Island
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| New York, ya out there?
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| Hey yo, we got five boroughs of ghettos
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| With many places to meet, you get lost in city streets
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| The city that never sleeps
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| Mecca, Medina the population increase
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| The desert and the oasis, New York, the far East
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| With Gods and Sheiks, pretty Amazons for weeks
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| Player dons that fleece the family’s black sheep
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| Icons that teach that we all act unique
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| We got stats to reach so we all have to eat
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| A mass of peeps, with they own masterpiece
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| The crafts elite, we going past the beat
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| The latest technique no other place get as deep
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| Who parks release some of the worlds greatest athletes
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| DJ’s and MC’s and graffiti artists
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| Who use walls and subway trains for marquees
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| We go back to B-boys, break dancing, break beats
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| And it’ll never cease, and on that note, we say peace |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New York, artist - KRS-One. Album song Maximum Strength 2008, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп