Aasim, Diddy - Say New York City lyrics

Bad Boy, bitch one, two, one, two
In the place to be as it is plain to see
We are, the crush groovin' the body movin'
The record makin'
And the record breakin', ah

My status imperial, milky cereal
Mass murder material that prisoners listen to
Words and vocals together'll paint
You a visual hah, hah
Follow the rhythm of a lyrical criminal
The wrath of madness, niggas call me Cassius
School of Hard Knocks is my address
The killer of mics, what I recite
Get the media hype
So hah, hah, let me clear my windpipe device
It's thе best, so yes, you test
You rеst in peace i bless the beat, finesse
Address the streets
Got a TEC, a vest, a mic, a masterpiece
I write precise for chicks
I'm stabbin' 'em deep
And I'm past my pivotal
Liquor's like a ritual
Intellect of a blimp still
A savage when physical
Aasim is the dream, nigga, I reign supreme
Nigga on the mic, just to let off steam

Ayo, Aasim, hol' up, hol' up, man
Check this out the other night, I was Uptown
At this little dip's crib, man
And you know what she had
The audacity to ask me?
"When you Bad Boy niggas gon' stop?"
I said, "Stop?" i said
"Bitch is you out your rabbit-ass mind?"
"Stop ain't even in
Our motherfuckin' vocabulary" as we proceed
To give you bitches what you need
We, are, the supreme, the magnificent
Bad Boy, bitch

It's been a long time, ayo turn this mic up
Turn this mic up
I want the people to hear 'em
(It's about that time) And you
Say New York City? (We are
The world famous) And you say New York City?
(The magnificent) And you say New York City?
(This is Bad Boy, bitch) Uh

The Al Green of the mic's back at the pulpit
Last seen as Scarface
Emptyin' off a full clip
It ain't dawn on niggas I
Ain't nothin' to fool with
XXL two years in a row? Foolish
Pretty life doin' 116 in a Beemer
Signed off one sixteen
Puff was in the theater
Two years later, the preparation is finished
You reviewin' the mind, I'm O-Dog in Menace
Sing a song niggas
This just the beginnin' of my spokes
So fly Greyhound, niggas they call me Delta
In a focus zone
Comin' for the cover of Rollin' Stone
Here to bring the homies home
And my scars never healed up
Still been a New York nigga
Stay winnin' the race, I'ma change the pace
The realest out caught eyes of bate that hate
I bathe with the same slaves that
Made it off the plantain
This the start of my brand new campaign
Where you lil' niggas never
Meant a damn thang
So all you loud mouths could hold the chatter
'Fore I shit on you, I
Could never control my bladder, hah
Matter of fact, I could battle the world
And win with a verse that
Was written by my girl
When I got the best promotor in
The game since Dark King
Beat on my chest like King Kong the icon
Say goodbye to the game like Dylan
And I won't stop 'til the b-b-beat drop
Pardon me
I had to stutter 'cause I'm spewin' heat hot
Leak this one quick 'fore
Another mo'fucker come
With some lame shit that
Real fans can explain
Gettin' c-confused like where
Is Carmen Sandie'? Go, go, go, go
Go, until the game's no' mo', nigga

Uh, and you say New York City?
(We are, the supreme)
Uh, and you say New York City?
(The magnificent)
Uh, and you say New York City?
(Bad Boy, bitch)

Queens be the borough Aasim
Was thoroughly racin' we above normal
My niggas they call me Rain Man
When it come to foul, our style is flagrant
Like a pack of hungry lions that's
Out of the cage and
Crown would sit nice on my caesar, I fit nice
In a Beemer I live life like a Cheetah, king
Liquor on my stomach bound to
Fuck up my kidneys
Lord forgive 'em the boy is vicious, yes
Man, listen, my ambition is dollar van driven
My ammunition is accurate the fabulous life
To flip, man, got a rubber grip, man
When the pussy spittin', man
Leave your upper lips tan uh, man, God, damn
Why they let that nigga eyes put it down like
Ah, man, God, damn
How we eatin' if that nigga come around
Elevated to the sky while
Standin' on firm ground
Put me in a disposition
You smokin' that sherm now
Stick to the game, bought a new Germ' hound
To fuck up with your sound
Goin' round for round
With the pound for pound
Right now I'm the picture on the mound
The "No Hitter Quitter", nigga, highest down
All with flamboyance for your enjoyance
Food for Thought
I brought it for you so enjoy it

Uh, and you say New York City?
(We are, the supreme)
Uh, and you say New York City?
(The magnificent)
Uh, and you say New York City?
(Bad Boy, bitch)

And you say New York City?
And you say New York City?
And you say New York City?
We are, the supreme
The magnificent, world famous bad Boy, bitch
His name's Aasim every couple of years
Another great one comes along
We give birth to great ones at Bad Boy
Niggas and we won't stop, ah man, we, yeah
Y'all feel it, y'all niggas feel it
Y'all know we about to go at it another run
Y'all niggas feel it
Embrace it motherfuckers enjoy it-