[Intro]
New York City! (Pablo)
Let's go
Line 'em up, Knock 'em down
[Verse 1]
I′m constantly getting mentioned by bloggers
One of the hardest
Avoided us now they call us
The flow, the skin of a walrus
Shots of B12, as I hop up out a V12
You can hear the ocean if you listen to a seashell
These owners is Shady, feelin' like a part of D12
In DC, on the way to the club rolled 3 L′s
Line Em' Up
Never been in the field when they shooting you gotta duck
I remember my pockets had not a buck
This paper is the routе of all evil but in god we trust
Whenеver they waiting for your presence you ain′t gotta rush
They followed 'em, caught him in his building shot his lobby up
The homicides is up
Coroners just adding bodies up
[Verse 2]
I touch down in NYC like honey I'm home again
Smoking East Co. this shit is hitting like opium
All they ever do is throw shade and sprinkle sodium
But keep provoking him and I might go Doctor Kevorkian
One tab later I′m googly eyed at the Gagosian
The Van Gogh of rap I need a mic and a podium
Matter fact sit down I'm conducting my symposium
Fantasizing fucking rap right in its fallopian
Came and I saw and I conquered like Napoleon
The custodian of my tailor made utopian
When did hip hop start looking like nickelodeon
Won′t crossover but you can bet that Imma Kobe him
Long range sniper have you shitting out of diapers
Not one for bravado but with the pen I'm the nicest
Ring the alarm I′ve got the haters yelling "Crisis!"
And enough wraith in me for two Jesus Christ's
And much bigger things on my mind to say the least
My latest speech features a sponsor from David East
I'm at the dinner table salivating on this feast
'Cuz best believe what I have sewed I must reap
New York City! (Pablo)
Let's go
Line 'em up, Knock 'em down
[Verse 1]
I′m constantly getting mentioned by bloggers
One of the hardest
Avoided us now they call us
The flow, the skin of a walrus
Shots of B12, as I hop up out a V12
You can hear the ocean if you listen to a seashell
These owners is Shady, feelin' like a part of D12
In DC, on the way to the club rolled 3 L′s
Line Em' Up
Never been in the field when they shooting you gotta duck
I remember my pockets had not a buck
This paper is the routе of all evil but in god we trust
Whenеver they waiting for your presence you ain′t gotta rush
They followed 'em, caught him in his building shot his lobby up
The homicides is up
Coroners just adding bodies up
[Verse 2]
I touch down in NYC like honey I'm home again
Smoking East Co. this shit is hitting like opium
All they ever do is throw shade and sprinkle sodium
But keep provoking him and I might go Doctor Kevorkian
One tab later I′m googly eyed at the Gagosian
The Van Gogh of rap I need a mic and a podium
Matter fact sit down I'm conducting my symposium
Fantasizing fucking rap right in its fallopian
Came and I saw and I conquered like Napoleon
The custodian of my tailor made utopian
When did hip hop start looking like nickelodeon
Won′t crossover but you can bet that Imma Kobe him
Long range sniper have you shitting out of diapers
Not one for bravado but with the pen I'm the nicest
Ring the alarm I′ve got the haters yelling "Crisis!"
And enough wraith in me for two Jesus Christ's
And much bigger things on my mind to say the least
My latest speech features a sponsor from David East
I'm at the dinner table salivating on this feast
'Cuz best believe what I have sewed I must reap
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