Song by Guru, Kai:Bee and Lil' Dap<br /><br>
Yeah (New York, New York)<br>
Time to get up in that hit-ass (Brooklyn)<br>
Uh, the rap savior (representin' kid)<br>
Ill behavior (let's break it down)<br>
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This one is for the thugs, hustlers, big willie mobsters<br>
I kill rappers on a reg 'cause it's my job to<br>
Seperate the real from the fake<br>
So I reveal the truth and break it down on a wax plate<br>
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Your raps get bombarded<br>
Allow our ?? don't disregard it<br>
Wanna be slick, chicks why you act so retarded?<br>
All you pseudo-tough guys end up dearly departed<br>
As a young juvenille I started<br>
Learnin' from some older dudes<br>
From the pimps to stick-up men<br>
And back then you had to know the rules<br>
The peer pressure it can get you<br>
Knocked and locked-up<br>
Or laid the fuck out upon a stretcher<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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Peep the melody<br>
Brooklyn is deeper than a felony<br>
Raps are full of violence<br>
Who wanna challenge<br>
'Cause Kai rep<br>
Whatever Kai choose to kick<br>
A man's child from the Nile<br>
Look at my style ain't it raw?<br>
But too mature to be labeled wild<br>
Ain't nothing fake I create<br>
I don't tolerate static<br>
My brain'll cause drama like an automatic<br>
So bang, I'm living large like a king<br>
The ??<br>
I'm drinking pure mathematics<br>
With the power ??<br>
I ?? my knowledge as a ??<br>
Plus I'm invisible<br>
And I apply by using my third Eye<br>
Stimulation and high off the lie<br>
And better yet, I'm a vet<br>
As I manifest, wise words from my breath<br>
And my wisdom'll flow until my dyin' day of death<br>
With topics and subjects to every aspect<br>
I bless the mic with intellect<br>
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Don't pay attention you'll get stuck<br>
You're straight outta luck<br>
'Cause niggas been beamin' you<br>
And they schemin' for fast bucks<br>
While chickenheads be awe-struck<br>
By the thugs with ill mugs who act bugged and don't give a fuck<br>
It's systematic when flippin' dough like acrobatics<br>
Fiends and addicts gettin' served by green fanatics<br>
It's savage, Jake's more corrupt than we are<br>
In the alley behind the bar<br>
Bringin' product from Panama and Bogota<br>
Rulin' the game superior<br>
The crime biz: the way it is in America<br>
I'm killin' rappers like I've gone mad<br>
My heat is righteous<br>
Too many brothers have gone bad<br>
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At times I lay in my bed holdin' my head smokin' weed<br>
Like a dred drinkin' liquor for dough<br>
Askin' myself one question (Yo, what's that, huh?)<br>
Why adolescents gotta get murdered to learn a lesson?<br>
Stay on point with the joint in my ??<br>
'Cause ain't no tellin' us when slugs might touch my chest<br>
Feelin' like I'm blessed<br>
Livin' life by the day, Monday through Sunday<br>
Involved in gunplay, it's like a warzone<br>
That's why I think with the chrome<br>
And hold my own, but never walkin' these streets alone<br>
It's like I'm walkin' on top of high heat<br>
With no shoes on my feet<br>
Watchin' the flames get higher as the gun shots fire<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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I'm supposed to give up guns 'til my probation is done<br>
Still I'm waitin' for son to bring the three-eight long one<br>
They try to deny what's happenin' to us<br>
But nowadays it pays to be strapped ready to bust<br>
Let's discuss what would you do<br>
If you're confronted with jealousy you at least get a twenty-two<br>
Plenty of us go through this syndrome<br>
It's better to fight than die poor and alone<br>
The mob guys be gettin' loot for protection<br>
They live and die for their profession<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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Yeah, we doin' it low budget environment style<br>
It's like walkin' through the ghetto when they feelin' is fine<br>
Everybody know the time, uh, East New York Style, uh<br>
Yeah, East New York Style<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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