Red Cafe - Heart and Soul of New York City lyrics
[Red Cafe - Heart and Soul of New York City lyrics]
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
Uhh, yeah, uhh, Izzar, uhh
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
Yeah, yeah, yeah bucktown, Bucktown
New York Giant, dance when I touchdown
Subway killer, color for a name
Study right under the king from Saint James
Birthplace of the cough up a lung
Big homie dot turned ev'rybody young
New school of course, I do my thing though
With my rock box and a black Kangol
New Air Forces or the Chuck cheese
Truck jewelry, lay on the white tee
Fools got me tangled let me find out
Put a perm on that straighten it right out
Only city, you could sell nicks
Get your bell rocked from JT smith
And learn something from a
South Bronx teacher
Izzar sell pies, not Ray’s pizza
I walk the walk
Name ring bells from the South to North
What else? That's how I do, I'm the
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
Fresh to def
Arm & Hammer piece lay across the chest
What else? 'Til I'm laid to rest, I'm the
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
Been a few years threw the coke away
Nowadays you can find me round Loso's way
Your beat don't rock and you too smooth
More than likely they gon' reminisce over you
R-A W, nuttin' here soft
Dirty black trunks, bite ears off
All for one we all steam reefer
Patch over the eye, Mona Mona Lisa
Every Sunday I see the Black Moon
The Bad Boy locked up comin' back soon
Forever I'm gangsta rap, and that's that
'Cause when them boys rap
Gangsta they like that
8 million stories, still hear truth
This where they bury cannabis in the booth
10k on that concert line
Then 10k rockin' that Yankee sign
I walk the walk
Name ring bells from the South to North
What else? That's how I do, I'm the
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
Fresh to def
Arm & Hammer piece lay across the chest
What else? 'Til I'm laid to rest, I'm the
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
The Bridge, the Bridge, the Bridge
New York Jet, love where I live
Ride rough stand up to them guns
But don't wanna do that without a Big Pun
Foreigners tried to crush our buildings
But 2 quarters and a dream, make millions
Real recognize real from the face down
Around these parts, it's a shake down
If murder was the case
Hopefully we ain't out murderin' the
Race with a hot waist
I hate to sing ill street blues
Follow the leader of the new schools
I walk the walk
Name ring bells from the South to North
What else? That's how I do, I'm the
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")
Fresh to def
Arm & Hammer piece lay across the chest
What else? 'Til I'm laid to rest, I'm the
("Heart and soul of New York cityyy")