Key to the City The Alchemist (Ft. Nina Sky & Prodigy)
"Key to the City" by The Alchemist (Ft. Nina Sky & Prodigy) blends hip-hop and electronic elements, released in 2012. The song explores themes of success, urban life, and resilience, with Prodigy's intense delivery and Nina Sky's melodic hooks. Its gritty beats and club-ready vibe contribute to its cultural resonance in hip-hop. #HipHop
(You better check yourself, sucka!)
[Hook x2: Nina Sky & Alchemist]
In the streets we heavy, on the block we very
New York, New Yorkin'
Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh
Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh
[Verse 1: Alchemist]
Yeah, let me tell you how I feel...
Yo, I keep it real hood, I'm making them
My deal's good, I'm eating so you know that my meal's good
They ask me how I'm living, I just tell them I'm still good
Still going hard, point guard, because I handle the bill good
Push pedal to metal, still handle the wheel good
I drop shit, yeah you know that I spill good
My name good, slick talking, my game good
Architect of rap, I'm shaping the frame wood
Caked up, try to make a move and get shaked up
Put down to the ground and get scraped up
I wake up, throw my sneakers on and then lace up
Go hit the chop shop and get shaped up
I'm in it to win it, there's no limit so I'm raising the stakes up
My dice game is so outrageous, because I go all out
Like when I'm rocking sold out stages
Now my rap book is flooded, got to throw out pages
[Hook x2: Nina Sky & Alchemist]
In the streets we heavy, on the block we very
New York, New Yorkin'
Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh
Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh
[Verse 1: Alchemist]
Yeah, let me tell you how I feel...
Yo, I keep it real hood, I'm making them
My deal's good, I'm eating so you know that my meal's good
They ask me how I'm living, I just tell them I'm still good
Still going hard, point guard, because I handle the bill good
Push pedal to metal, still handle the wheel good
I drop shit, yeah you know that I spill good
My name good, slick talking, my game good
Architect of rap, I'm shaping the frame wood
Caked up, try to make a move and get shaked up
Put down to the ground and get scraped up
I wake up, throw my sneakers on and then lace up
Go hit the chop shop and get shaped up
I'm in it to win it, there's no limit so I'm raising the stakes up
My dice game is so outrageous, because I go all out
Like when I'm rocking sold out stages
Now my rap book is flooded, got to throw out pages
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