Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song NMIM, artist - Wiki. Album song No Mountains In Manhattan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
NMIM |
| When I migrate |
| When I get on stage and I gyrate |
| Mind state vibrate |
| Spine shake violate |
| Any motherfucker make a wild face |
| Mic makes |
| Marks in my head yeah that I take |
| To my face |
| Amen god send |
| Motherfucker on ten |
| Opposite of balding |
| Hair growing |
| No Air Jordan’s |
| It’s the opposite of balling |
| Back home no phone trying' call him |
| Withdraw been too hard some I’m all in |
| Y’all been too hard on em gotta calm him |
| City is scalding mixed in the stew in a cauldron |
| He grew in the city that taught him |
| Don’t put pity up on him |
| Man it’s just Wiki’s problem |
| Still the City gonna solve him |
| Young Don Luis |
| On duty |
| I’m wrong? |
| sue me |
| She on to me |
| Get the groupie out I’m all loopy |
| Why you all moody? |
| Why involve Rudy Giuliani? |
| World turning all loony |
| Back to my home where it’s you, me |
| Moms, pops, my chick and her bomb booty |
| How you gonna say ain’t no mountains in manhattan? |
| When I been right on top of one macking |
| For the past 20 years past 23 years |
| Took a couple years just to get passed the piers |
| Wik’s off the liqs pass the beer |
| Yo A damn Slick been off the shits the past year |
| «what he gonna do man?» |
| Stuck up in the stew |
| Truth kills |
| Always be wondering who’s real |
| Loose feel |
| When I be holding on blue steel |
| Who kills? |
| Not you nigga stop fronting |
| Seen you pussy out the scrap |
| With all of your teeth punched in |
| When it’s winter time in the City |
| Nigga we go hunting |
| «or sit inside in the crib comfy and get blunted» |
| Eyes low bloody knuckles dwelling looking manic |
| Dealing with the shade and expectations hard to manage |
| When you coming from the lower with the demons and the xanax |
| Niggas trying shoot you on the cannon |
| Swear to God ain’t no love in the streets |
| I’ll take your girl make love in the sheets |
| How you gonna say ain’t no mountains in manhattan? |
| When I been right on top of one macking |
| For the past 20 years past 23 years |
| Took a couple years just to get passed the piers |
| Wik’s off the liqs pass the beer |
| Yo A damn Slick been off the shits the past year |
| «what he gonna do man?» |
| Stuck up in the stew |
| Nowadays I feel numb not feeling a thing |
| A tense up pain struck like emotions within |
| I’m overwhelmed freaking out all alone in the crib |
| So why talk no one listens it’s a waste of my time |
| I’d rather smoke and get lost while enjoying my high |
| I be running from my problems finding somewhere to hide |
| In the City of 9 milli it’s just you and I |
| Me and New York it’s a bitch to get by |
| I can’t front I gotta hustle just to make it alive |
| Nothing’s free my girl’s yelling and she’s coming at me |
| Throwing a fit |
| How I’m broke and I ain’t worth shit |
| This is it |
| Stupid chick told me stop be slick |
| But I can’t |
| It’s true |
| Stuck up in the stew |
| The motherfucking cauldron |
| The mixing pot |
| How you gonna say ain’t no mountains in manhattan? |
| When I been right on top of one macking |
| For the past 20 years past 23 years |
| Took a couple years just to get passed the piers |
| Wik’s off the liqs pass the beer |
| Yo A damn Slick been off the shits the past year |
| «what he gonna do man?» |
| Stuck up in the stew |
| Stuck up in the stew man |
| What he gonna do damn |