Astro - New New York lyrics

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My city lost but cats make it seem like that ain't a problem

People talk about New York, New York want to act like it ain't involve them

I ain't with that, take it back from the town, even got your shit took

Everything done changed, from the G's to the range to the skateboard to hipsters

Brooklyn got a little more corporate, shut down the hood then put up office

If I ain't know no better I'd say they trying to off us

Let me chill

Radio telling me to eat, I gotta make better records, ain't tryna play me

‘Cause all I hear is cats kick raps about new Bugattis that drive me crazy

I can't relate, half these cats don't make no sense

Everybody sounded dense

And all messed up

We're rapping and getting no love in these streets

Don't nobody want to speak

So I can see that it’s up to me

To put my city back on its feet

Where the real NY G's when you need ‘em

All the G's NY be breathing

Come up out of hiding, back to the writing

Cats talk reckless, no more sliding

No more video shot in my city

Catch a hater in the elevator won't end pretty

If only this was '92

Imagine what the hood would do

DJ's done got soft

It’s hard for the real to pop off

Gotta put a stop to that

It’s like everybody forgot where rap

Came from, NY, but I can't let it die

‘Cause it’s New York

But there's a new New York

Home of the hustlers

Disrespect and get your head knocked off

Everybody supposed to represent

But when it come time to talk

‘Cause it’s New York

But there's a new New York

Home of the hustlers

Disrespect and get your head knocked off

Everybody supposed to represent

But when it come time to talk

Yo, this music used to be an anthem

Now it’s a bunch of rappers throwing temper tantrums

Clouding the art form

This ain't music G, this is coonery

On my TV can't believe what they showing me

I'mma start a petition to bring rap city back

Got my city on my shoulders like a piggy back

Really rap went sideways

Back in my days people kept it real so the game ain't dilate

Everybody rappin' now, everybody trappin' now

But that ain't the right sound, put the mic down

Let a G get it, never dumb down my sound

I'mma keep it NYC with it, hope NYC with it

‘Cause I do it for y'all, make a call for all my dogs

I'm the voice of the ghetto, y'all all is when I'm kicking it

These cats frivolous

Can't be in the same list, that’s the difference

They staring, its apparent

I'm the G-O-D, no christening

All the starters, got to finish them

And the sound, got to get on track

New York rap ain't just boom-bap

Huh, that's real talk

It got us looking like bad sports

But I say no more, East Coast so raw

You and your boss speak up

Hip hop is dying, it need us

‘Cause it’s New York

But there's a new New York

Home of the hustlers

Disrespect and get your head knocked off

Everybody supposed to represent

But when it come time to talk

‘Cause it’s New York

But there's a new New York

Home of the hustlers

Disrespect and get your head knocked off

Everybody supposed to represent

But when it come time to talk