Up in
Harlem, down on
Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady
Talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of
New
York
City
Yeah, I'm a native
Yeah,
Rampage, okay
Huh, welcome to
New
York
City
The home of the
Twin
Towers
It's the way I walk, it's the way I talk
Rampage, I'm from
Brooklyn,
New
York
I got an attitude, but I don't take no shots
So creative, you call me a native
You do the wrong thing,
find yourself in the papers
Daily
News, ride for your shoes
The city that never sleeps,
respect the rules
Everybody's connected,
don't get it confused
Yo, the streets is hustlers, the rich is
Jews
And the game is run by a
monopoly tool
Rockefeller or
Tom
Warner
If you don't pay like your way,
the mob's on you
Six years, I told my bros they could've
stood their hands in their ears
Let me know if y 'all feel the same
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York
This goes out to all my bros and girls, the rain's in the air,
let me know if y 'all feelin' that
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
I'm in the middle of the water like
Liberty,
Rampage,
Lieutenant, got the remedy
Find your plane, don't crash like
Kennedy,
Too many homeless in the streets,
are you hearin' me?
I'm tryna fight the power just like
P .E., I don't hustle no more, I sell
CDs
I'm tryna sell my units just like
ET I'm tryna light the city up like
GE
I gotta watch my back for them
DTs
They wanna lock me
up because I smoke trees
They wanna tax my funds because I make
Gs
Plus I'm off the block with my homies,
me
Disco's out to all my bros and girls
Just throw your hands in the air and let
me know if y 'all feel like
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York
Disco's out to all my bros
and girls
Just throw your hands in the air
and let me know if y feel like
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
New
York
The city never sleeps, mad police
The streets is no hope, we pray to the
Pope
Every kitty in the city wanna
rap a swing dope
Every mother on welfare
is tryna stay afloat
Any man get elected, I always try to vote
But sometime
God always pullin' my coat
Do I elect this man?
Now the city is broke
Puffy is runnin' a marathon,
now we goin' for broke
Russell is doin' seminars,
too aware of the community
The rap game is money,
but it has no unity
Everybody wanna speak on this and that
We should all come together,
I got y 'all back
New
York,
New
York
I told my bros, ain't close to me
Hands in the air,
let me know what y 'all feelin' man
New
York,
New
New
York,
New
York,
New
Disco's out to all my bros and girls, throw your hands in the air,
let me know what y 'all feel like
New
York,
New
York
New
York,
New
York
you