Juganot, Uncle Murda, Tess, Joell Ortiz - En Why Cee (NYC) lyrics

City grimey and gritty one of the greatest
States located northeast of the equator
The city that never sleeps was on
Hiatus now be back with flamers
(It's New York)
Yeah! The innovators of the rap game are back
To reclaim the throne hey what's happenin?!
I'm the Juganot
Bitch I've been rappin since I was
Young playin catch a kiss (It's New York)
Check it out! Got a walk
With an awkward swagger
And talk with a venomous fork tongue grammar
We taught to be cautious of boys with
The badge cause the police harass us
(It's New York)
Yeah! Can no man surpass us we advance the
Fastest the further out of New York
They more like molasses
It's just the popular opinion of the
Masses reason we so gassed is

It's New York! New York! It's
New York! New York! It's New York!

Top five with the murder rate
We takin lives and never give
Them back they invertebrate
We murdered eight ball jackets
And triple fat gooses
Naturally packaged and you can
Run that hat stupid! (It's New York)

Yeah! We took break beats and looped it
Crew spit to it and normally
Creatin a new music
And it kept rollin till this
Day it's a huge movement
It's only slow when you chop and screw it
(It's New York)

The birthplace of this hip hop
Four finger rings rope chains and a big box
Forties to the brain, a decent sized marker
So everyone saw your name before
You got off the train (It's New York)

Hey! Hey! Catch a little fame with the krylon
On the gates from the bodega
You had your eye on
New York is full of crime
That's where the beef cooks
Crooks, jooks, even police is crooked
(It's New York)

Yeah! Bronx, Manhattan, Staten
Queens and Brooklyn!
You stomp flat or get out
Before you leave to bookin
Johnny pump open like who wanna get soaked?!
Walked off riffin cause your beeper broke
(It's New York)

Yeah, yeah! No joke never provoke
The New York locals
We tote iron and ain't afraid
At firin at po' po'
Tattle tettlin will get a
Nigga clipped for real
This niggas will flip on
A snitch for squealin
You know the deal man! (It's New York)

'07 and I miss the feelin
These whipper snappers find snappin
Their wrist appealin
I chitter chattin that bigger rappin
He'll get it music
Cause where I'm from see we
Know how to do this

It's New York! New York! It's New York!
New York! It's New York!

You know I'm G'd to admire my enemies
Now I'm in the studio with
Camillo I'm treed up
Smokin my haze man, mixed with some kush man
It's so powerful I coughed up one full man
(It's New York) you see I gotta smoke
Relax so I don't hurt nobody
If I'm sober I'm on the
Edge I might merk somebody
I got so much drama in
New York it ain't funny
But, I'm a G that don't stop
Me from gettin my money (It's New York)
Man you know I hustle hard with
That thing on my hip
Lookin for the Po' Po' while
I'm smokin my spliff
They say the weed make you
Paranoid well I'm on point
You can't walk up on me without
Me pullin out my joint
I'm like hold up, who that
Let me see your hand son?!
He said Murda you buggin, it's your man son
I had to look real hard like, oh he good
It's dark outside you know how
It be in the hood

It's New York! New York! It's
New York! New York! It's New York!

Yo Scram! This joint is crazy!

It's New York!