
New York Train Killah Priest & Jordan River Banks
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[Refrain]
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
[Verse 1]
We got Bronx, Manhattan, the Island of Staten
Brooklyn, Queens, Long Island where fashion
What’s happening to the main attraction?
Chain reaction was the trains in passing
The passion, can’t restrain from rapping
Big Bang theory, thick chain jewelry
For all my goons and they six train stories
I grab a piece of lane, Puerto Rican parade
Caribbean labor day
Eastern Parkway
Stargaze from the seats and the Barclay
All '88 play arcades
That’s my man, he used to hang with [?]
He used to stay near Shabazz, I seen him yesterday
He doing a what for what?
Yo, split that dutch, light that up, hope this ain’t dust
I heard Trife got caught with this bird, right?
Say word, word is born
Showing in the intercom
New York, every killer’s song
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
New, New, New York
New York, New York
[Verse 1]
We got Bronx, Manhattan, the Island of Staten
Brooklyn, Queens, Long Island where fashion
What’s happening to the main attraction?
Chain reaction was the trains in passing
The passion, can’t restrain from rapping
Big Bang theory, thick chain jewelry
For all my goons and they six train stories
I grab a piece of lane, Puerto Rican parade
Caribbean labor day
Eastern Parkway
Stargaze from the seats and the Barclay
All '88 play arcades
That’s my man, he used to hang with [?]
He used to stay near Shabazz, I seen him yesterday
He doing a what for what?
Yo, split that dutch, light that up, hope this ain’t dust
I heard Trife got caught with this bird, right?
Say word, word is born
Showing in the intercom
New York, every killer’s song
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