The seventh baby... [Chorus:] I represent from LA All the way to (NY NY) And when I get down I get down here in LA All the way to (NY NY) And when
I met the devil in Poughkeepsie, New York He took a seat right beside me at the end of the bar He said, I looked familiar, had we met sometime before?
Don't talk tough talker unless you walk the walk We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York Blood spill around here and don't care about court You take
On the streets of New York On the streets of New York I was standin' by the Hydrin watchin' time fly by Me and Crazy Lou, Tony Tuibe with them brown eyes
This is the finish my friend, this is the end It's a revolution... live in revenge There's no need to move or adjust your television Whenever an era dies
Come on, yeah I like to take this opportunity to thank everybody Who been riding with me so far, it's a been a long journey But they say your life's path
You're high above me Flying wild and free Oh but someday lady you'll accomp'ny me Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
a mig Og bankar upp a frelsari otaminn setur i ny batteri Og hle?ur a ny Og hle?ur a ny Og hle?ur a ny Og hle?ur a ny Vi? t?tum tryllt af sta? ut i
I've been gone so far away The nights and all the days I never knew the words to say It's been far beyond my pride Far beyond the lies Through the coming
Same old circle getting old Tell me something I don't know Can you take this lying down Sometimes you gotta shout Hey, hey, hey Whatcha wanna be Explore
Chorus Open your eyes and just look down You're not that far above the ground And when you've found you can't, hold on Open your eyes and look around
(Man) Yo Chris where you from? (Chrisette) I'm from New York. (Man) Oh for real I thought you was from Atlanta or Philly or something. (Chrisette)
of old urine, and cheap marijuana I woke up one mornin', and creeped to the corner See them candles, my boy Steve is a coroner Comin' up in NY was just
I grew up in an apartment on the west side Taught to never feel right, always residing on the outside I was made to grow up and be famous So I'm trying
: beaker 1-9-9-11-0-1 witness, maybe you don't get this Bitch I didn't expect it dog Yes people NY Electric Welcome to NY Electra Where buildings
Sleep, I want to stay in bed All throughout the day No one bother me I don't wanna open my eyes I'll lie here in my room I have no need to see No one
When my high top sneakers hit the ground On the run from heavens' hand me downs I want to see your face When I fall from grace, baby Hold me close in
Baby, oh no, I've been stuck here I've been searchin' so long Baby, don't go, millions of people were wrong In the dark of the cold light of day I will