Fred The Godson - N.Y.C. (Your Welcome) lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

Yeah, yeah, oh shit

It’s going down

Frederico

It’s the home of the world trade

Home of Biggie Smalls

Home of Michael Jordan

Sean Connery,

Big Pun, Big L

Shit! TB yeah

Bitch!

Welcome to New York City, hip-hop’s birth certificate

Home of the …, word for significance

We started in the streets, now we paid to do it

Try and bring heat, act a …,

It’s a different way to do it

Cause now you slave in the home

We got the cold in a time, stop playing, Jerome!

You know that God’s watching, balls popping

Probably hit Trinidad hard but not Hopkins, it’s boxing

Right, you know Felix, Trinidad

I’m gunning after whoever I feel who licks Trinidad.

Should offend me right, that’s why I’m grabbing it

Because that MC’s like not having it

Wait! Cause you think that is no biggie

Y’all gonna say whatever and it’s no biggie

Or cause Pun ain’t in attendance

Y’all gonna say whatever, no pun intended

Rest in peace Big L, I’m rapping as well

Stop playing with these bird niggas, Kevin McCall

Violate, I annihilate, especially if you say

You’re an act, Will Smith, you an enemy of the state

Maino checked you on Twitter, salute that’s my nigga

That’s how we all feel,

Now you gotta deal with the spiter

Frederico, I’m New York’s slick talker

King Arthur of the authors,

I’m hardening, what you offer?

I’m still a mystery

Might be the most underrated in rap history

Still put you through misery

I put in work for the statue

Don’t make me drive everything so I can catch you

Things gotta change in this town, aha!

I don’t care about politics, I’m holding it down (that’s right!)

It’s where it come from, this is how we spit it

New York City my nigga, never forget it!