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1. _ Take The Train
Rakim:
Calling all rugrats (3x)
Please come in rugrats
Take it to the maximum
Take it to the max (8x)
Rakim:
All in together lets make a game
We can all win if we play the same
Whoever gets caught got to take the blame
We gon' take the train, take the train
Take it to the maximum (3x)
Rakim: take it to the maximum
Rakim:
The trains been highjacked on track and never come back
The express, the last stop is where the funs at
I got my friends, a car full of hostages
To the destination, they'll be lots of kids
Enough said, take it full steam ahead
I give extreme direction to the team of fed
We ain't a breeze, once we hit top speed they gonna panic
But it's aerodynamic
Scream across the planet
Engines go against a airforce wind
Adrenaline, make sure the trail of force won't end
The third rail prevails
We don't pretend to spin
Next questions is when will the fun begin
What will we get there, double the kicks
Hurry up because we can get in trouble for this
Speeding the rugrat's and them we have to come
Take it to the maximum
All in together lets make a game
We can all win if we play the same
Whoever gets caught got to take the blame
We gon' take the train, take the train
Take it to the maximum (3x)
Come on
Rakim: take it to the maximum (2x)
Rakim:
Keep it moving, is this the fastest this thing can go? (no)
Did we lose them?
Speed it up we're going too slow, where's the turbo button at? (right here
I'ma push it)
Anymore juice that can boost the blow,
Stand back give me that, i'ma play a game
Let's see who can gain on the runaway train
Everything is real so i know i'll win
While you wish you could, i know i can
It's action pack, i was meant for this
High energy and adventurous
Look around we're going faster than the speed of sound
Anymore faster and we'll leave the ground
Day designed, outlined the curve
We zig-and-zag till we start to swerve
Speeding the rugrat's and them we have to come
Take it to the maximum
All in together lets make a game
We can all win if we play the same
Whoever gets caught got to take the blame
We gon' take the train, take the train
Take it to the maximum (3x)
Rakim: take it to the maximum (2x)
Rakim:
Yo, yo, take it to the maximum, yaknahmean?
And right now i want to give a major shout out to my little peoples
To otis, arlo, gabby, little jamie, jerdy, jay, justin, jared
Danny saber:
Ruby, brandon, cory, donny, tyler, jake, lucy, medio
Rakim:
To little people's
Tymel, destiny, and jabbar
One love, get your rugrat on.
Yaknahmean
Peace
Take it to the maximum
Take it to the maximum (5x)
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2. _ Murderer
Barrington levy:
Unoheal, unoheal (rock a bet)
Murderer (4x)
Rakim:
Who want low boats of keys from overseas
Then put it in the streets and spread like a disease
Neighborhoods infected then misdirected
It ain't no cure and it's hard to correct it
Bless by the most high cursed by the lowest
Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest
Close to comatose brain waves rigamortist
You forget the skit the most high tortoise
I remember so they wanna murder ra
Know what i mean because i got knowledge of self
Yeah i know, you probably don't believe me
But be easy i'm gonna leave it up to barrington levy
Barrington levy:
Who gone test, no man curse
That prejudge end up a hearse, who god bless no man curse
I'm gonna end up in a hearse, because they maskata
Murderer (4x)
Rakim:
Here they come, known bloodsuckers of the poor
Rob us for culture and now they want more
Caution they come in many forms of identity
A lot to suspect so detect the enemy
Worst than a mosquito or a vampire,
They're not sitting at the movies or a campfire
Huh, yeah, i know you don't believe me, be easy i'm gonna leave it to
Barrington levy
Barrington levy:
They let me tell me that i'm a murderer
Dress up in a jacket, then dress up in a tie
Want to deprive
I'm a murderer
Murderer (4x)
Not them.
Murderer (2x)
Rakim:
Bless by the most high, cursed by the lowest
Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest
Close to comatose, brain waves rigamortist
You forget the skit, the most high tortoise
I remember so they wanna murder ra
Barrington levy:
Murderer (4x)
Rakim:
Cause i got knowledge of self (4x)
Barrington levy:
Watch them, watch them, watch them unfold. (5x)
I'm a maskata.
Rakim:
Cause i got knowledge of self (4x)
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3. _ The Militia Ii (remix)
* also appears on _the militia remix_ 12" and the belly soundtrack
"a special guest" "it's the militia... it's the militia"
[guru]
This is a conquest, so i suggest you take a rest
Or keep a breath, but definitely keep a vest on that chest
Rymes i'm packin, just like a thug at a car-jackin'
Shoot off your hat when i start cappin, this is no actin
G-a-n-g, s-t-a double r
And you don't want no trouble up in here, baby pa
From the late-night drama, of the new york streets
To the hoods of la, real niggas likin primo's beats
Put suckers on glass, send em, back to class
And kick hot shit, so we can stack the johnny cash
I brought the god, rakim, lyrically gunning you wanna dash?
I got dub c, from south c, what you doubt me?
Travellin through warzones with my infrared microphone
In the year one mill, destroying, enemies chromozones
Words burn through flesh, leavin nothing but skeletal
You best pay resepect to the legends, boy i'm tellin you, militia
Chorus:
--the illest-- --realest-- --representin--
--bringin the rukkus-- --let it be known--
--the illest-- --realest-- --word up--
It's the militia --> freddie foxxx *repeat*
[wc]
Makin a move, makin a move, who's that nigga thats makin a move?
It's the shadiest rhymin'-back, actin' a motherfucking fool
Four-four packers, my jackets ?hittin the tag? saggin, baggin
Foot on my rag, mess up a bag, leavin my enemies in bodybags
You niggas was crackin, what y'all thought it wasn't gon' happen?
Dub c and my east coast sisters gettin together rappin
Gun-clappin, chump smackin, kiss the ring of your highness
Look while i'm in new york city,
Walkin with two of the brooklyn's finest
My two affiliates from the east we all bang
But if y'all don't mind, this is still westside connec' gang
Dress-code the same, just new pieces on my neck
East coast brownies, house shoes, and hair nets
Y'all can't see this, so peep the sister g is pushin a six
As i freak this, caviar gangstarr militia remix
It's dub c the jankiest loc', i'm runnin this here
With the guru and new york's hardest, dj premier, militia
Chorus
[rakim]
Yo, it's the master, mister, musical massacre
Passion for disaster, paragraph ambassador
R get the red carpet, just call me on
Corner the market like the mic's last name was corleone
The facade killer, come through your city like godzilla
Think of the sickest thing you ever seen, ra's iller
My vision's vicious, suspect suspicious
Plans is ambitious, my motive's malicious
No interferin, if you ain't down, you got to swearin
And these cats they ain't carin, habitat awarin
Crack appearin, from out the track that i'm hearin
It's either that, or i'm going back to racketeering
Yo, you should see me, i got a crew like mussolini
But kool as moe dee, my flow be, smooth and easy
For turnin ?area centers? to wilers, you get the picture?
Rakim is, the minist', with malice, militia
Gangstarr, the r, dub c, baby pa. straight up, check it out
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4. _ Concrete Jungle
Bob marley: even the spiritual environment,
Igher divinity, rastaman
Dilution which is like earth create,
Because the earth come back from what it wants,
Someone is trying to be as powerful as god.
*scratches*
Here's a little story that must be told. (2x)
Come on (2x)
Concrete jungle
Here's a little story that must be told. (2x)
Come on (2x)
Verse 1:
No solution in my day today,
The high yellum won't come out to play,
I said darkness has covered my life, (oooh)
And has changed order, (oooh)
Where is this love to be found (where's this love to be found)
I would say that life must be somewhere to be found (sweet life)
Instead of concrete jungle, (jungle, oh, oh oh,)
Concrete jungle, (jungle)
Man you have to do your thing yeah. (jungle)
Oh yeah.
Scratches:
Come on
No chains around my feet but i'm not free, here now
I know i am bound here in captivity
Ooohhhh.
Never know
Never known happiness
Never known
Never known what real
Well i'm always laughing like a clown (oh)
I said i've, i've got to be passing from off the ground yeah (oh, instead of)
Concrete jungle (jungle)
Illusions, illusions (concrete jungle)
Concrete jungle (concrete jungle)
Oh, no no no
Concrete jungle
Rakim:
Yeah, yeah, yeah (come on)
In the lions den,
You hear the cry of the dying men,
The lions in,
Every puddle about it then
You try and win go against the blind to win
It'll put the eye of the tiger in iron men
The heart beats like animals in dark street,
Starve to eat,
In the jungle it's concrete,
Instead of wood we use the metal to draw heat,
The habitats the hood,
They single the god beats
The tribals in a deadly game of survival,
Genicidial,
Read you koran and your bible,
When the merciful get merciless
We need to read psalms 82 verse 6
Its real so make you sure you do real thing,
Females never forget your still queens,
Feel it till you feel free with wings,
And the male we ain't got to kill to be kings
Concrete jungle (jungle) (come on now)
Concrete jungle (come on) (3x)
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5. _ Heat It Up
(take that microphone from that kid and heat it up)
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up (x2)
Mic check y'all
Then throw it to the floor
The crowd wanted more so i came in the door
The great rakim, papermates to the pen
Knowledge is born and the light strikes again
Elements burst and gave birth to the first
Get the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up first
When it absolutely positively has to be there on time
I deliver a rhyme
The heckler of hip hop, hop to this one
I got more kid, they hate to miss one
Style got jazz and the crowd's out of control
Cause i've got the mic and i've got the soul
New york's own microphone technician
Thoughts'll give 'em visions
Style'll make you listen
Devastates the ear, my opponents can't see me
I gave 'em directions, but wrote it in graffiti
But they wanna know my m.o. ease back though
They want the exact flow, then study my steelo
Sketch the skit, but they still can't see what i did
I heat the mic up kid
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up (x4)
Then i explode with a song with a original form
Or i'll perform it at high mode, they want the code
Destroyed the blueprints and documents and hits
Crews been, um, looking for clues ever since
Beats start brewing up, rhymes is rough
Stages and microphones self-destruct
And when you thought you had the format down pat
You get kicked back to the doormat with that
Cause i've got a high tech style with know-how
Select the file watch the crowd go wild
Bad beats to bless the females' finesse
Points shot stress causing cardiac arrest
Mics too hot for you to told in your hands
Now they sell 'em with fifteen fans and mic stands
Mine still overheats, if you touch it you can see what i did
I heat the mic up kid
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up (x4)
If his opponents'll run a rap, tell 'em ease back
I've got a knapsack with hip hop attacks
Stacks of artifacts, formats in the act
Tracks after macs, and you can't relax
Rakim's equipped with penmanship
Left my penmate, i could graduate from penn state
I could take any trade and make a high grade
Even get extra credit when the rhyme's displayed
As soon as i manifest, they cheat off my test
Surround my desk and then stress the progress
But they miss the point, forget the skit
I'll bust your lip if you rip the script
Brother's ain't cool and i'mma smoke up the room
And i've got a crew called the last platoon
Figure it out kid, problems coming
Emcees are running cause i'm the gunman
Extremely dangerous i bust rhymes into the crowd
And watch 'em all scream out loud
Aw man, and then i slam like a batteram
Ra got the plan with your favorite jam
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, i heat it up (x4)
The last platoon
Rakim
You know what i mean?
And i'm out
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6. _ Casualties Of War
Casualties of war!
Casualties of war; as i approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? who do i invade?
Bullets of teflon, bulletproof vest rip
Tear ya outta ya frame with a bag full of clips
Cause i got a family that waits for my return
To get back home is my main concern
I'ma get back to new york in one piece
But i'm bent in the sand that is hot as the city streets
Sky lights up like fireworks blind me
Bullets, whistlin over my head remind me...
President bush said attack
Flashback to nam, i might not make it back
Missile hits the area, screams wake me up
From a war of dreams, heat up the m-16
Basic training, trained for torture
Take no prisoners, and i just caught ya
Addicted to murder, send more bodybags
They can't identify em, leave the nametags
I get a rush when i see blood, dead bodies on the floor
Casualties of war! (4x)
Day divides the night and night divides the day
It's all hard work and no play
More than combat, it's far beyond that
Cause i got a kill or be killed kind of attack
Area's mapped out, there'll be no, stratego
Me and my platoon make a boom wherever we go
But what are we here for? who's on the other side of the wall?
Somebody give the president a call
But i hear warfare scream through the air
Back to the battlegrounds, it's war they declare
A desert storm: let's see who reigns supreme
Something like monopoly: a government scheme
Go to the army, be all you can be
Another dead soldier? hell no, not me
So i start letting off ammunition in every direction
Allah is my only protection
But wait a minute, saddam hussein prays the same
And this is asia, from where i came
I'm on the wrong side, so change the target
Shooting at the general; and where's the sergeant?
Blame it on john hardy hawkins for bringing me to america
Now it's mass hysteria
I get a rush when i see blood, dead bodies on the floor
Casualties of war! (4x)
The war is over, for now at least
Just because they lost it don't mean it's peace
It's a long way home, it's a lot to think about
Whole generation, left in doubt
Innocent families killed in the midst
It'll be more dead people after this
So i'm glad to be alive and walkin
Half of my platoon came home in coffins
Except the general, buried in the storm
In bits and pieces no need to look for em
I played it slick and got away with it
Rigged it up so they would think they did it
Now i'm home on reserves and you can bet
When they call, i'm going awol
Cause it ain't no way i'm going back to war
When i don't know who or what i'm fighting for
So i wait for terrorists to attack
Every time a truck backfires i fire back
I look for shelter when a plane is over me
Remember pearl harbor? new york could be over, g
Kamikaze, strapped with bombs
No peace in the east, they want revenge for saddam
Did i hear gunshots, or thunder?
No time to wonder, somebody's going under
Put on my fatigues and my camoflouge
Take control, cause i'm in charge
When i snapped out of it, it was blood, dead bodies on the floor
Casualties of war! (4x)
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7. _ I'll Bust 'em, You Punish 'em
(canibus) yeah, i bust 'em... you punish 'em
(canibus) yeah...let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) ra, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) naw, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) come on ra, let me bust 'em
(rakim) yo bis, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus)
Yo, yo...
Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral grip
Keeps my tongue glued to the a-dat when i'm trackin' 'em swift
Let my spit lubricate the chap on my lips
And make you rappers have fits 'cause i'm back in the mix
Forget a pad and a pen, i write rhymes on an ibm
Ebonics is dead, the binary language is in
Canibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles lit
Meditating on this rapping shit
Because my freestyle reigns sovereign
Wit a deeper conscious than the prophet muhammad was born wit
My brain cavity is enormous
My left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 ??????
While the right one harnesses darkness
The type of dark that makes a house haunted
The type of dark that people get lost in
The type of dark you fear when you're dead in your coffin
I hear you talkin' but i ignore it
Cause you garbage and your rhymes borin'
So keep standin' on the corner,
The thrash-man will collect you in the mornin'
Thug cats frontin'
Wacker than blinky blink
On the back of the wack-ass wagon babblin' about - nothin'
Now that real hood rats could get it on, black
Meet me at the tunnel where pussy cats get robbed at
Rubber faced rappers get stretched like elastic claymation
Characters with verbal vernaculars
Slappin' ya like a white water raft
Or an olympic kayak paddlin' across the - niagara
Fake mcs haul ass like they runnin' track
Where ever canibus or rakim is at
(canibus) let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) naw, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) ra, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) naw,let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) naw, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) ra, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) naw, let me bust 'em
(rakim) naw, i'ma punish 'em
(canibus) come on ra, let me bust 'em
(rakim) yo bis, i'ma punish 'em
(rakim)
Be ready and at ya best
The celebrity match of death
Heart snatched through your chest, cardiac arrest
Crack your neck while i break your arms, catch your breath
Then i asked the ref, "how many cats is left?"
One on one, who challenging? come get did
All i have is a pen and punish you kids
Abdomen punctured and look what i did to his wig
Wanna live then i stab 'em in the lung with his rib
Every word i say detach a vertebrae from your spine
Rematch wherever we meet at, any place anytime
Get your snot-box smashed with a 9
Smacked with a rhyme, push your forehead to the back of your mind
Try to explain what it's like seeing your brain
Your insane, soon to be id'ed as remains
Then i reincarnate 'em and kill 'em again
Again and again, again and again
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(canibus):
Yo, yo
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8. _ I Get Visual
(keep you goin' when i'm flowin' smooth enough)
Yes yes y'all, i still fiend by any means a flow
And i go through extremes don't intervene
My adventures show like a three dimensional screen
Coz i mention many things and i'm presenting many scenes
I guess i'm telegraphic, motions energentic
Better tell 'em forget it, coz i'm telekinetic
Ideas is blowin', mics is blowin
From what i'm showin, see it , i keep it goin' when i'm flowin
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
Poetical pages cause panic, freestyles is frantic
Thoughts is organic, flow is aerodynamic
Mic is volcanic, rhymes spread across the planet
I send out the scribe now the vibes gigantic
Now, i'm internationally known, mental capacitys blown
I hope your microphones accident prone, raw footage is shown
But only showin' scenes of my own
Puttin' your periphereal vision in a zone
But not the twilight, from the insight that i write
And recite, in my mic , will be bright , coz i like
The night glowin', its out of sight what i'm showin
Rappers are knowin', i keep it goin' when i'm flowin
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
When i'm flowin', theoritically speakin' like a drummer
I take you through the streets, to the park in the summer
Or illustrate, a time and place you've never been
And make you focus on the future after seein' the beginning
And my style wilds like miles on the trumpet
Volume dial is kinda low , need to pump it
Up another notch, turn the dial till it stops
More watts you got, more things to watch
Third eye's wide open, you focus on a theory
Keep scopin' till you hear me, words are spoken clearly
Its no smoke screens on the scenes that i'm showin
Man i keep it goin', damn i keep it flowin
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
Accurate tactics make 'em clap to this
When i move the crowd, my rhythm still dont miss
Breeze through melodies coz its been a long time
My lyrics is fury and rappers hate to hear me rhyme
Every antidote that i quote, is no joke
Nobodys smilin' in the ghetto from the notes i wrote
My high techniques wreck and disrepect beats
Have you followin' the leader up and down the streets
So kick along, as i rip a song with pull
As the rhyme goes on i get paid in full
Its rakim, indicating rhymes for the showin
Check it out y'all, i keep it goin' when i'm flowin
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individuals critical
Non kids can do, i'm comin' through
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9. _ The Punisher
Kill him again!
Try to identufy the man in front of ya
But it ain't the role, the gear, or the money, the
Swift intellectionist with pleny, ya
Bite, if it's dark i'll spark every one of ya,
I throw a mic in the crowd, it's a question,
I got the answer..it includes directions:
"go manufacture a mask, show me after
A glass of a master that has to make musical massacre..."
Attack your wack 'till it's handicapped,
You'll never hold the mic again, try to hand it back,
Cuz every rapper that comes, i cut off his thumbs,
Put a record to his neck, if he swallows it hums!
Slice from ear to ear-so 'till can hear better,
Before he bleed to death, here, hear every letter!
And you can see quick and thick the blood can get
If you try to change the style or the subject;
As i get deep in the rhyme i'm becomin' a
Emcee murderer...before i'm done, i'm a
Prepare the chamber, the torture's comin' up,
Trip through the mind, at the end you'll find it's
The punisher....
Kill 'em again!
I hold the mic as hostage, emcees are ransome,
Rhymes'll punish 'em cuz they don't undertsand 'em,
I heat up his brain, then explain then i hand him
A redhot microphone...that's how i planned 'em,
Rhymes call information(?), unite midnught(?),
Like a platoon putting bullet wounds in the mic,
If ya curse me, it ain't no mercy,
Give him a autopsy, killed by a verse of me,
I took a kid and cut off his eyelid,
Kill him slow so he could see what i did,
And if he don't understand what i said,
I'm pushing his eyeballs way to the back of his head
So he can see what he's getting into,
A part of the mind that he never been through,
A journey is coming cuz ya getting sent to
A place harder to find but it's all in the mental,
I ran a brainscan to locate his game plan,
When i'm through with his brain he ain't the same, man!
Did he lose his mind or lost in his mind,
But this ain't the lost and found because ya can't find
Your foundation; coasting, your mind is
Drifting, in slow motion..frozen,
Looks like another murder at the mardi gras, b!
Too late to send out a search party,
Once ya out of ya head then ya can't get back,
I give 'em a map, but he still get trapped, so
Prepare the chamber, the torture's coming up,
Trip through the mind, at the end you'll find it's the punisher....
Kill 'em again!
Dangerous rhymes (are) performed like surgery,
Cuts so deep you'll be bleeding burgundy,
My intellect wrecks and disconnects your cerebral cortex,
Your cerebellum is next!
Your conscience becomes sub-conscious,
Soon your response is nonsense....
The last words are blurred...mumbled then slurred,
Then your verbs are no longer heard,
You get your lung fried so good you're tongue-tied,
He couldn't swing or hang so he hung 'till he died,
Reincarnate him...and kill him again...again and again...again and again...
I leave him in the mausoleum so you can see him,
I got a dead-mc'ing museum,
When i create 'em, i cremate 'em and complicate 'em,
You can't save 'em...there's no ultamatum,
Mic's lay around full of ashes, with the victim's name in slashes,
Got a long list and i'm a get every one of ya...
Beware of the punisher!
Then i'm a kill 'em again!
Wake 'em up...kill 'em again!
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10. _ Living For The City
In the city where life is animated with colors
Contaminated with aggravated brothers, who knows where the love is?
Growing up swinging, through my upbringing
My limits is the sky from the all eye seeing
Of so-called realities filled with technicalities
I watch my steps, stay on my p's and check my casualties
Not to get played, equipped with all the tricks of the trade
I even learned from the mistakes that the next man made
I know to choose and pick the people i grow up around
I know to grow and get to know the town up and down
But there's no instructions, so many directions
A lot of crooks look to get hooked with connections
Some thought they knew all adolescence could teach
They graduated from school but fail life in the streets
Your pops taught you to strive and stay a live, no ditty
It's easy to die when you're living for the city
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yep that's how i'm living
I grow according to my environmental habitat
I hang where everything seem to happen at
I seen it all, and i've been doing that since i was small
Catch a flashback y'all, if i can recall
The days on the corner we watched the world go by
Or nights that wasn't right like when a good friend dies
I quest for the best for prepare for the worst
Never scared but i cared if i'm blessed or i'm cursed
Yes i fear no man but allah
I'm gomar oras dubar
Which is god so it's hard to see ra
I do what i gotta do, with or without a clue
Run through any obstacle including you
Cause i ain't got to bust you, cause i got the muscle
A push any clown that tries to slow down my hustle
I gotta get by, but there's no time for pity
It's easy to die when you're living for the city
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yep that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yep that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how i'm living
I'm in a zone everywhere i seem to roam is home
A rolling stone, i hold my own just like a microphone
I stay in tune, travel in harmony and set the tone
Being young but i'm grown and well-known
Try to take me out new york but you can't take new york out of me
Cause that's the only way that i know how to be
My neighbors is jealous they label us drug sellers
We may be hood dwellers, we're just a bunch of goodfellas
Cause we run wild with a passion, my style and my fashion
Is getting, kid, i'm making cash and crashing
Parties that everybody's talking about, we turn it out
I'm just a native new yorker with clout
I know my way around any borough and any town
I make a lot of ground and i'm hard to be found
I get down to the nitty gritty, wake up with something pretty
It gets me through another day living for the city
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yep that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yep that's how i'm living
That's how i'm living (x3)
Yeah that's how i'm living
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