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Trying to make a dollar out a dime and some pennies (pennies, pennies)
Tryinâ to make a dollar
(Rock, rock, rock, rock)
Make a dollar, make a dollar, make a dollar,
*Rock for a fee, rock for a fee)
Tryinâ to, Tryinâ, Tryinâ to make a dollar out a dime
(Rock, rock, rock, rock)
(Donât ever ever think of jerkinâ me)
Uh, ey, itâs Greg eh eh N-I-C-E, Iâm in the place to be uh
With my brother Kweli, uh
Check it out, uh
Brooklyn in the house, uh
Money making Manhattan in the house
Staten Island in the house, uh
The Q borough Queens in the house, uh
Boogey down
Iâm a New York kid (eh)
With New York means
And New York dreams (all day all night)
That live in me
My destination is destiny
Soon you will see (I be)
Me shining (I be)
Shining (you know I be)
Shining (all day)
Shining (you know I be)
Shining (yeah we be)
Shining (yeah we be)
Shining
Shining (uh)
Yo Iâm a native New Yorker, straight shit talker
Holding down the fort like Hezekiah Walker
Canât get rid of her, thinks she a stalker
Put the trees down, here comes the cheeba hawker
Yâall know the deal, with style so ill
Rip shit down, I donât care who on the.(-scratch-)
Yâall know the deal, with styles so ill
Rip shit down, I (down, down)
Yâall know the deal, with styles so ill
Rip shit down, I donât care who on the bill
20 years later getting Mass appeal
(Z-Trip) Slicing on the wheels of steel
Bang this beat like a flagrant foul,
Donât make me mad, I get ill like ow
I go 7: 30 on ya, get buck wild
Stay amped up with my OG style
Pass me the Vodka, yo pass me the juice
I used to watch Kung Fu flicks on the deuce
Me, cousin Meatball and my cousin Bruce
Get up, get down, oh get funky, get loose
If my city is my lady, my music is my baby
Lately this chick is crazy, I'm ready to catch a Katie (killer)
Living on top of graves and the bones of African slaves
Only time itâs like I'm not in a cage is on stage
I'm from the birthplace of Pac and Big
Stop and frisk while we call the cops pigs
The way the gods lives itâs like they teaching thereâs never no substitute
When Iâm heading to Brighton beach, get in touch with the Russian Jews
Egyptians and the Haitians, I kick it with black Arawaks
Hittinâ the Bob Dylan, Iâm swigginâ the Jack Kerouac
The fact is, they donât make them like they used to
Plus I miss the old 40 deuce too
We used to do them hood rat things, like smoking with the cigarettes
The thrill is gone now; Mickey Mouse is the biggest threat
Hellâs kitchen, more like Hellâs Kitchenette
Road tripping, where I'm going I ain't figured yet
Iâm the New York king, yeah I shine like the North Star (New York)
Getting mad high in the 5 star (-sound of marijuana being smoked-)
Or a 4 star, hotel for the meditation (word)
In the hood with this gentrification (legend)
Whatâs the detonation, or the destination? (huh?)
Let me know what the agenda is (let me know)
And where the 2/5th vendors is (whereâd they go?)
Write rhymes in my head, no penmanship (yea)
Yeah I smoke for the senses (haha)
Think of my niggas doing they sentences (salute)
See the cops I got the New York 6th sense (-sound of spray paint-)
Did a couple years but, I ainât do shit since (uh uh)
Jail is slavery part 2 (part two)
Yeah Iâm brave and I got a lot of heart too (I got heart)
And Iâm real fucking smart too (a wise guy)
New York shine king, you should play your part too
- Album:
- Attack the Block