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  • New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
    We die, we all take *************ts in it
    [Kool Keith]
    There's a million albums out there with that opera and Shakespeare *************t
    I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap
    I don't hear *************t, you *************z are excess waste
    A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure *************t
    The hottest DJ's in New York spin it from the wheelchairs
    with cancer, my voodoo ready to roll
    Ask Harlem Hospital, you can't cure *************t
    HMV at the cash register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
    Soft jazz and homo R&B
    I ain't payin for that Allure *************t
    Walkin by Bloomingdales before you see me put the pep in it
    I guarantee you get bad karma
    Fly leather coat with the Coach bag
    You step in *************t, choose the Daily News
    The newspaper's gonna take off a little off your soles
    You got a lot around your feet mother**********s not a little bit
    (Wipe that *************t off your soles)
    [Chorus] - 2X
    [Kool Keith]
    I'm straight up on the butt-ass transit
    I don't give a *************, I smell the piss in the subway
    My Boss cologne suits me well on the New York City mass transit
    Women lookin scared, borin-ass statues
    ************* you need to get out the boroughs
    and move to Kansas or Pitt*************urgh or somethin
    Sittin up with braids in your hair like a ********** Halloween pumpkin
    Smile mother**********, put on some lipstick or do somethin
    Eat your breakfast muffin
    My appearance shock your brand new mother********** leather
    I ain't say nothin
    Cause in your panties secretly, I know you readin the magazine comin
    The freak on the train is bustin
    I was sittin here first, you wasn't
    I know you goin home to **********
    Your girlfriend is messed up, datin her own ********** cousin
    [Chorus] - 2X
    [Kool Keith]
    Y'all just reachin your damn horizons, so what?
    You got your cellular phone, mother********** you pre-paid
    Girls and guys I'm not frontin
    Y'all bull*************ttin talkin to nobody lookin good at the dinner table
    Runnin your ********** bill up on Verizon
    You ain't shoppin with a lot of Victoria's Secret bags
    Monkeys treat you to Unos, retarded-ass herb *************z are thin
    Girls are more insecure, I'm realizin
    The datin and courtin *************t got everybody hyped up and sportin *************t
    The Bell system fraud
    Dial on the spot or stand trial on the spot
    Ladies don't invite me over
    Just cover the mattress with the piss, and the cum spot
    Don't blast the same lame-ass singin MC a lot
    Now move the ticket off your window, Manhattan traffic cop
    You shoulda dipped, your *************t in the parking lot
    [Chorus] - 2X
  • New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
    We die, we all take *************ts in it
    [Kool Keith]
    There's a million albums out there with that opera and Shakespeare *************t
    I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap
    I don't hear *************t, you *************z are excess waste
    A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure *************t
    The hottest DJ's in New York spin it from the wheelchairs
    with cancer, my voodoo ready to roll
    Ask Harlem Hospital, you can't cure *************t
    HMV at the cash register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
    Soft jazz and homo R&B
    I ain't payin for that Allure *************t
    Walkin by Bloomingdales before you see me put the pep in it
    I guarantee you get bad karma
    Fly leather coat with the Coach bag
    You step in *************t, choose the Daily News
    The newspaper's gonna take off a little off your soles
    You got a lot around your feet mother**********s not a little bit
    (Wipe that *************t off your soles)
    [Chorus] - 2X
    [Kool Keith]
    I'm straight up on the butt-ass transit
    I don't give a *************, I smell the piss in the subway
    My Boss cologne suits me well on the New York City mass transit
    Women lookin scared, borin-ass statues
    ************* you need to get out the boroughs
    and move to Kansas or Pitt*************urgh or somethin
    Sittin up with braids in your hair like a ********** Halloween pumpkin
    Smile mother**********, put on some lipstick or do somethin
    Eat your breakfast muffin
    My appearance shock your brand new mother********** leather
    I ain't say nothin
    Cause in your panties secretly, I know you readin the magazine comin
    The freak on the train is bustin
    I was sittin here first, you wasn't
    I know you goin home to **********
    Your girlfriend is messed up, datin her own ********** cousin
    [Chorus] - 2X
    [Kool Keith]
    Y'all just reachin your damn horizons, so what?
    You got your cellular phone, mother********** you pre-paid
    Girls and guys I'm not frontin
    Y'all bull*************ttin talkin to nobody lookin good at the dinner table
    Runnin your ********** bill up on Verizon
    You ain't shoppin with a lot of Victoria's Secret bags
    Monkeys treat you to Unos, retarded-ass herb *************z are thin
    Girls are more insecure, I'm realizin
    The datin and courtin *************t got everybody hyped up and sportin *************t
    The Bell system fraud
    Dial on the spot or stand trial on the spot
    Ladies don't invite me over
    Just cover the mattress with the piss, and the cum spot
    Don't blast the same lame-ass singin MC a lot
    Now move the ticket off your window, Manhattan traffic cop
    You shoulda dipped, your *************t in the parking lot
    [Chorus] - 2X