Tonart: D minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Up in
Broadway
C
Am
You're no tramp, but you're no lady
Dm
Talkin' that street talk
F
You're the heart and soul of
New
York
Am
Dm
Gm
City
Yeah, I'm a native
Yeah,
Rampage, okay
New
York
City
Twin
Gm
F
Dm
Towers
Gm
F
It's the way I walk, it's the way I talk
Brooklyn,
New
York
Gm
I got an attitude, but I don't take no shots
So creative, you call me a native
F
You do the wrong thing,
Dm
find yourself in the papers
Daily
News, ride for your shoes
Gm
The city that never sleeps,
respect the rules
Everybody's connected,
don't get it confused
F
Yo, the streets is hustlers, the rich is
And the game is run by a
Dm
Gm
Rockefeller or
Tom
Warner
If you don't pay like your way,
the mob's on you
F
Dm
Six years, I told my bros they could've
stood their hands in their ears
Gm
Let me know if y 'all feel the same
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York
F
Dm
This goes out to all my bros and girls, the rain's in the air,
Gm
let me know if y 'all feelin' that
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
F
I'm in the middle of the water like
Liberty,
Lieutenant, got the remedy
Gm
Find your plane, don't crash like
Kennedy,
Too many homeless in the streets,
are you hearin' me?
F
I'm tryna fight the power just like
Dm
P .E., I don't hustle no more, I sell
CDs
I'm tryna sell my units just like
Gm
ET I'm tryna light the city up like
GE
F
I gotta watch my back for them
DTs
up because I smoke trees
Gm
They wanna tax my funds because I make
Gs
Plus I'm off the block with my homies,
me
F
Dm
Disco's out to all my bros and girls
Just throw your hands in the air and let
Gm
me know if y 'all feel like
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York
F
Dm
Disco's out to all my bros
and girls
Just throw your hands in the air
Gm
and let me know if y feel like
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
York,
New
New
York
F
Dm
The city never sleeps, mad police
The streets is no hope, we pray to the
Pope
Gm
Every kitty in the city wanna
rap a swing dope
Every mother on welfare
is tryna stay afloat
F
Dm
Any man get elected, I always try to vote
But sometime
God always pullin' my coat
Gm
Do I elect this man?
Now the city is broke
Puffy is runnin' a marathon,
now we goin' for broke
F
Russell is doin' seminars,
too aware of the community
Dm
The rap game is money,
but it has no unity
Gm
Everybody wanna speak on this and that
We should all come together,
I got y 'all back
New
F
York,
New
Dm
York
I told my bros, ain't close to me
Hands in the air,
Gm
let me know what y 'all feelin' man
New
York,
New
New
York,
New
York,
New
F
Dm
Disco's out to all my bros and girls, throw your hands in the air,
Gm
let me know what y 'all feel like
New
York,
New
York
New
York,
New
F
Dm
York
Gm
F
Dm
Gm
you
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