From this BADASS DAME (Damn!) Sippin' a quart of 'Old Gold' -'Yo, is this your cat?' -'Awww, yes! Where'd you find him at?' -'He was stuck in a tree Around Uptown Manhattan
inside, oh, I've cried, oh, I've cried Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me? You don't know how crazy it is outside I die inside, oh, I've cried, oh,
Rob) To defeat me (Watch the whole thing unfold) I dare you (From 100th Street) To come for me (To 200th) You won't win (Manhattan) Niggas got me sittin
watch your grip Hi, boom biddy, bye, bye Yo, open up your eyes you'll be the next one to die Boom biddy, bye, bye Oh, as simple as they come as the
the finest perfume money can buy It keeps me smellin' like a rose If you wonder how I do it There's just one simple rule I'm just cool, oh, oh, honey
lovers or friends we'll always be I want you to know, your special L.A.X. to J.F.K. that's where it all happened Caught you walkin' out that Gucci store in Manhattan
out in cold for four days It's like that all day We gat rollin 60's, for over 50's Triple-oh's in the windy cities Latin Kings, Manhattan Queens Spanish
*police radio* (humming) (U-God) Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats and
me, you mean the most to me, oh, fly Oh, don't worry, don't worry, just step back, just step away, oh Oh, keep on doin' what you do, gonna fly, oh, oh, oh
really think she wuz a freak But she did ask a lotta questions 'bout Stylez and Sheik She called me and said she was in town fo a week The Westside, Manhattan
you, you can turn your phone off New school your neck, take that herringbone off Stretch 'Vee playin' Manhattan System old school, play 'em and had 'em, we makin' it happen, oh
right And your dough is good, we can smash tonight Right here in the car, ma, at the light If you ask for cash, oh I'm mad for life Kiss ass, you Dyke
you come around here And you're trying to take over the town Just because of back home, baby Oh, he puts you down Oh, baby, how he puts you down I know
[Big Daddy Kane] Mmm.. mmm, yeah Oh I like this I wanna tell this story A little story about umm.. .. a brother who you would think has everything goin
an old man Have a heart attack in Manhattan Well, he died while we just stood there lookin' at him Ain't he cute? I don't care about you Oh I don't
it poppin', let's get it poppin', yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo) (Jamaica) Just 'cause I'm guilty (We burn from Jamaica straight back to America) Don't live at all (Philly, Manhattan
to make a buck Oh my God, she's running round the trees Said she couldn't touch them because they're so real Alice you remind me of Manhattan The seedy
her mum's a drunk But we made it out alright Far far from home, oh I felt so alone Could not spin to the speed of the city Oh, send me my ticket, I'