Marlon Craft, Radamiz - New York Shit / TTE 3 lyrics

And my main question is, and obviously
With no-n no disrespect here
A lot of people listening might not
Have any clue who you are (yeah, yeah)
So, who the fuck are you?
(Ha ha, I'm Marlon Craft
I'm a kid from Hell's Kitchen New York City)

Every stage I'm on they show me love, homie
You can feel it it's electric
I'm the plug homie
Knowin' what they say behind closed doors
And they bugged homie, so
I don't really give a fuck homie
I ain't a one to hold my
Tongue I ain't at all bashful
They never call you on your
Bullshit like LeBron travels
How you gonna free yourself if you
Don't see your own shackles
I ain't along for the ride
I'd rather car jack you
You barking up a tree you can't get down from
We don't speak the same English I
Don't want your pound son
The big homies told me the weak
Ones be the loud ones
And they don't always follow their
Own rules when it counts, but
I still learned couldn't fuck
With my curricular
Calculus in school on the block
It's weed & liquor bruh
Don't ever play the victim throw the
Hands when your number's called
Be versatile, take it to the rack
When you're Jumper stalled
Yeah, see I've had to learn the game quickly
Got a little buzz now but I
Ain't tryin' to stay tipsy
They all want pics but I know
The shit is all pixie
The fame ain't real I don't let
That shit at all shift me
Chicken wings and Shrimp fried
Rice was like $450
Now they want $4 for a slice
You can all lick these nuts
Give a fuck if my bars trendy, What
It's that New York gritty
Staircase with a blunt
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City

Shouts to Harlem I was up
At Millbank hittin' jumpers
It felt like we was bumpin'
Dip Set for 7 summers
Back when we were hoopin'
Chicken noodle soupin'
Meetin' at McDonald's on 2-5th
Like every weekend
Shouts to Park on Riverside where
We was gettin' high a
C heat in the wintertime when it's cold out
Rockin' biggies
Bumpin' Biggie when the snow's out
Freestyling all summer weathering
The flows out i took some lumps I always had
To deal with some pain i did a lot just to
Avoid that fucking one train
I learned a lot about this life
And how it ain't fair
I just want my Net Worth to be like MTA fares
Rapidly increasing 'cause this
Traffic isn't cheap
So motherfuck your fashion
Week I'm reminiscin'
Back when we was drinkin'
40's on the roof talkin' 'bout
All we had to prove
This is New York City! This is home
Who are you?
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City
I'm from New York, I'm from New York City

You Command C on everything I speak
Y'all lookin' weak
For the times ain't have a drop of
No food to touch my teeth
Bit my tongue out of hunger
Take your life while you slumber
Ain't have much toys when I grew up
Was pluckin' roaches in Sumner
Bullet cases my basketball in
The park in July rIP Bert
They killed him on his own block in July
RIP'd verses every day for
Like a hundred July's
NYPD barely ever gave a fuck if you die
Let's shoot a fair one for the injustice
I go group hug Gomorrah when my ribs touchin'
Fuck a diss or discussion
I should punch you in your
Mouth for your ignorance
My tongue is drenched
Got holy water on my cigarettes
White lighter flow verse
Shorties keepin' 40's and 40 clips
For a growth spurt
Crackheads with switchblades nod when I walk
You think it's English but it's
God when I talk

Shit, let me tell you something young
Man, you see life, America, society
Whatever the fuck you wanna call it, is
Just like this here train, we all
Get on somewhere along the way, and
Get off somewhere along the way, and
While we are here, all these different
People you see around you
They just mostly keep to
Them fucking self and
Worry about causing the least amount of
Trouble before it's time to get
Off eh, nah man, something interesting
Happened, this show fight whatever
But no one riding the train chooses where
It's going in the end, very few
Have the balls to want to, if they have
What it take, to change it's course shit
Train may be headed towards hell
But eventually you getting off right?