NY State of Mind

Lyrics

[Intro: Cuban Link] Now I was born in a small town but I was raised in the big city Where everything goes down and the lights look so pretty Where they dream and the hope they could blow And try to find a new way to shine Where it's fast, never slow Where they after that dough but can't take up time New York State of mind, New York State of mind New York State of mind, New York State of mind New York State of mind, New York State of mind New York State of mind, Nеw York State of mind [Refrain: Cuban Link & Poe Rilla] This is the fast life of Nеw York City This is the bright lights of New York, New York This is the fast life of New York City Don't get lost in the bright lights of New York, New York Get your shine glow but don't get blind though Just the speed of the city, I'll make your mind blow This is where the grind mode, don't follow time codes Ready for sight in, never sleep, this is my flow [Verse 1: Cuban Link] I'm from them crazy New York blocks where niggas pop off shots Blat, and make you swallow hollow points like cough drops They send you off the morgue in a small box Bodies in autopsies lookin' like pork chops Check it, these scared charters only know how to draw blocks Pick a town ready to spray lead like small 'Pacs They even knock off cops all for the more props Why five-o's get them hollow or low hots But this ain't a soap opera, check the New York clock As soon as the ball drops, the eagles and hawks fly And corner spots get so hot, they could scorch rocks The top of the morgues got more action than short stops Just for the sport of it, New York is the score box The Fort Knox, we all plot to take over This is my go spot, the home of the four top MCs, Biggie, Pac, Big Pun, and of course, mwah [Hook] New York City New York City [Verse 2: Mysonne] I said I'm so NY with it, blue NY fitted Only a few ever did it like I did it I did crime, bid it, I spent mine vivid Every time a nigga ever heard me spit rhymes, shit it Let's get it, I'm from the home of hard knocks Where they got soft on Hard Rock, Bronx block Where they shot Larry, locked up Pistol The hallways on Broadway got that crystal Where them chicks kiss you, the stick-up kids get you Gotta keep the biscuits with you, it's real here Where they yell "Brooklyn, get your chain tooken" Christian or Muslim, nigga, cocaine cookin' They in the bookings or islands wylin' Chicks on the V.I. stylin' (Hocus) Where they blast and the diamonds flashin' The cameras, the lights, the action (New York) [Hook] New York City New York City [Verse 3: Poe Rilla] I'm from where true life is facing a murder charge Niggas be shook, they walk around with bodyguards They push them hot cars, we buyin' out the bar Every time I'm out of town, people be thinkin' I'm a star We quick to leave scars, we like razor tag Everybody spend stacks on Jamaica Ave We the first with swag, the haze sleep through the bag You wanna walk through the hood, you need to go get a pass In the past, you didn't even need a stash Now police trippin', searchin' for ways to harass The pace is fast, not everybody last Where stick-up kids are quick to get up in your ass My flow'll resurrect the towers from the ash We got respect, we get our power from the cash We started this, we outdo and outlast Welcome to New York where hopes and dreams clash [Refrain: Cuban Link & Poe Rilla] This is the fast life of New York City This is the bright lights of New York, New York This is the fast life of New York City Don't get lost in the bright lights of New York, New York Get your shine glow but don't get blind though Just the speed of the city, I'll make your mind blow This is where the grind mode, don't follow time codes Twenty-four seven, never sleep, this is my home [Outro: Cuban Link] New York New York