Lost in New York

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Fashawn - Rap, West Coast Rap

Lost in New York

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[Intro] All the animals come out at night Whores, skunk, pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies Sick Someday a real rain'll come and wash all this scum off the streets [Verse] Hop off the plane, hit the baggage claim JFK from LAX, watch the time change A few hours, I'm half-sleep, feeling scatter- Brained, bones aching, I need to stretch, hop the L Train to the city, I heard the Chemist cooking up in the lab Got approached by some niggas who be stickin' up cabs Said, "Ayo, where you from? Never seen you around" I reply, "California, on my way uptown" Somehow I wind up in the wrong borough Surrounded by seven goons and they all thorough One had a gat and he cocked it Two was pattin' my pockets The other four sat back watchin' Same night, met a chick in Lefrak City with fat titties Drove a nigga through Queens, we blew a pack of Phillies Told her, "I'm trying to get to Hell's Kitchen" Told me she ain't even from New York Just on a visit, my head's spinnin' Need to sit and relax, take a sip of some 'gnac For a minute before a nigga collapse—made a call With a couple of coins I had left, my Blackberry and wallet gone Now I'm vexed—what the fuck? How I end up in the Boogie Down BX, wanderin' 'round Outta bounds, watch your step I thought I heard a gunshot ring from the back of the 'jects Now I'm thinking: Will I even make it back to the West? God-willing, I don't get stuck in this maze of large buildings A thousand feet tall in this field with odd tenants Somehow I gather up enough change To hop back on the train, almost forgot why I came Take a look at my watch, it's a quarter to 12 What a night, what a city, 'nother story to tell

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  • Fashawn
  • The Alchemist