dollars, I be the rap artist blue collar School scholars on knowledge to move dollars I do gotta motion chirp, like Impalas For niggaz who rock Timbs, Gortex, or new
' man, it's over, retire 'Cause the clock's tickin', your days is done But we know all them lil' different fuckin' ways, you slum But it's trill downtown
smilin' But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin' Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin' Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto This downtown
messin' up my mind in the right way I'm ready to play and lay with you Been savin' all my love for a lotta days I'm ready to spend what I saved on you
pressure boiled and rose, cause New York niggaz actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates New
1, 2, yeah Yeah, niggas don't know about Fatback With the different color records they had back in the days You know what I mean, the belt driven turntables
hot summer Somewhere in the desert we raised the oil pressure And waited for the weather to get much better For the new wind to blow in the storm We
(Fame) Must maintain, now I was raised in my (days) On, BDP, Rakim and The Juice Crew (shit that I'm use to) Now a days, rappers act pretty Rap shitty, lost in this New
kids are waiting outside Old days come and go too soon Old friends, heroes, lifetimes Don't let a single memory fade away These are the days for heroes
I do? Oh no It's been a hard, long road that you put me through 7 days over you, yeah 7 days, 7 days over you 7 days, 7 days over you Rock it I kick
wasted And my days I'm throwing Jesus I'm falling Do you hear me calling I need a time out From my own personal hell A reprieve, a new chance, some immunity
While other niggas playin' ball, made a court in the driveway Things ain't the same where I use to play It's guns and broads, new cars Neighborhood superstars
ain't cool where the sun don't shine at all There's no rest for the wicked child And Stella hadn't slept in days Her mind was haze of New York City,
South Suicide Queens, all niggaz Gather up all your arms And get ready for this new world order Shit is about to change muther fucker I'm America's nightmare
a new train Far away from this world of pain The friends that greet me will be simple and plain When I step down from that new train New train, new train
Every week it comes ?round With a feel like New Year?s Eve Get dressed, de-stressed Tonight I couldn?t care less Take a look at me So I put myself together
already Obi-wan kenobi is waiting for me in union square My wheel needs repair. the bike lane's glowing all over the city My bike 'specializes' in the nitty-gritty New
days We can dance to the rhythm, we can dace to the mornin' light On a sultry summer night, the time is right for love Livin' libido loco days Arturo