NYMP

Lyrics

[Intro] Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhh This is educated thug MU-SIC, niggas [Verse 1] Life's a battle, mean streets eat you alive Blocks'll have you, tryin' to maintain your course Through the potholes and gravel Hot holes and what-have-you, tryin' to clock dough Foes tryin' to pop shots through you by code Pigs tryin' to grab you and lock up your soul Through the Hot Apple, nighttime shots crackle (Bucka-bucka-bucka) Fiends tryin' to gaffle you Not only coke heads but the Feds in the Mercury TopazAfter you, up the avenueTryin' to give you big numbers, you got math to doTryin' to make you miss summer, shit, that ain't cool I caught smaller cases tryin' to get capital Up against the wall, tryin' to pass through Ghost-like, hear the cries from the tortured souls Most nights, I hold my toast tight, and it goes like [Chorus] Uhh, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest Marcy.. Brooklyn.. [Verse 2] Yo, I come through, gettin' money, sittin' on twenties Niggas throwin' me shade, but ain't shit sunny Hot shells only thing niggas could get from me Cocktails thrown in your livin' room, KA-BOOM! I'm so confrontationalThey shoulda never let me go on probation yo I'm a hustler, accept that No correctional facilities can correct that I took a step back, I viewed myself, seen where my head was atIt's where that dough is homie, gotta get that Gotta get away, some try but head back Uhh, street smart niggas got left back Some died, they left stacks Me, I ball right, and on top of that I'm dog nice Jigga been cold as fuck before ice Not before Christ, but a long fuckin' time Get your mind right niggas [Chorus] N.Y.M.P., the realest Uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas Uhh uh-huh, uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggas Marcy.. feel me.. [Verse 3] I looked death in the face years back I held tears back, I gathered myself and stared back I'm from where you don't crack, the weak don't live You gotta bounce back homie, the streets don't give I take and rape villages, who gon' stop him?Not Rudy Giuliani, not Hillary Rodham Still I still pop him Shit, I grassy knoll and hilltop him, it's all political now I think big when I spit at you now Between my dog and the figures, the four gonna get'cha Between life and death, they killed my spiritSo what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball I empowered myself, teacher said I was a lost cause'Cause I used to roam them halls Still I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped college Who woulda thought I'd make it "Big" like Ms. Wallace? [Chorus] Uhh, yeah, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas Brooklyn, what? Uhh, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggas Marcy.. New York, Brooklyn, N.Y.M.P. the realest, feel me [Outro] Educated, thug mu-sic niggas This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project Real shit, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggas Marcy, Brooklyn, stompin' grounds Fuck with me