NY State of Mind Terror Squad (Ft. Cam'ron, Fat Joe & Remy Ma)

[Intro: Billy Joel sample]
Some folks like to get away, take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood
But I'm taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line
I'm in a New York state of mind

[Verse 1: Fat Joe (sample)]
Woooooooooooo, wee!
Yeah, uhh, yo
It's Cook Coke, ready rock, heard the name before
Arm 'em up, send 'em out, that's what they blame me for
Lay the pressure game quite flat
The last thing you wanna say is you'll be right back
Won't be stunting when them cannons burst
And I make you one with the planet Earth
It's the cycle of life, reimburse you and hearse you to Christ
You don't wanna see my work with a knife
Yes I'm a hustler's hustler, a crackamatician
Took my act down a clack-a-lac, had an addiction
Getting paper was my only high
Just me and my money, guess I'm a lonely guy (hahaha)
And yes I'm so fly, and I'm arrogant too
Can't blame me, see I grew up just as poor as you
And I'm the truth, so it's impossible to talk a lie
I bet they name me king before my demise, cause I'm
(I'm in a New York state of mind)