streets of new york (city life)
Singer:alicia keys
hey yo black it's time again
you would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
now they killin over music money
cause thugs with no brains got no patience
new jacks i pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm i be kickin
musician and flatten composition
still alive lookin at his dead children's burnt remains
learnt you lames a new lesson
ya'll need some new weapons
the p's breathe warriorz and skullies and timmies
from my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink
but don't think we wastin our time
it's a new york state of mind
and my dream's still unphased
greed still the cousin of death
always feels like always somethin farther time
in the streets of new york
all i see is street homes
it's like i'm going insane
the revolution has to start
in the streets of new york
baby loves and girls with no shame
every hood in every state
don't have no reasons cause relieve is hard to find
in the streets of new york -
i'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin
a lot of footsteps to follow
mind stressin tryin to find a record crime shreddin
i ain't have rest since nine eleven
hustle like today is my last
the struggle's like a day on the ave. crack bein raw
from cats who tease with war
the eve of the apocalypse
the metropolitan metropolis
the opposite of liza minelli and frank sinatra
nas and ra the gangsta's opera
so new york city walk with me
it's up to us new york it's our city
here the man come with the anthem
it's time the thrill is back new york