Burn NY The Game (Ft. Mysonne)

[Chorus: Mysonne & (TheGame)]
Nigga Usher said let it burn
So I'ma let this shit (burn, burn, burn, burn)
Nigga Haze said let it burn
So I'ma let the streets (burn, burn, burn, burn)
Funk Flex said let it burn
So I'ma let the city (burn, burn, burn, burn)
Kay Slay said let it burn
So I'ma let New York (burn, burn, burn, burn)

[Verse 1: Mysonne]
I'm on fire, fully on fire
My dawgs up north hear this, they gonna riot
I'm talking Red Cross, P.O.'s in their riot gear
What's this I'm hearing, New York's big [?] yea?
Well now I'm here, ain't you glad?
All my dudes that held it down, I want to thank you fam
Thank you Kiss, wow that's some gangsta shit
I'm going hard for New York until they clank my wrists, again
And since Wayne caught his locked up inside my pen
I've been watching from the side, I've been taking it in
Now I'm playing to win, I ain't playin' nigga
Play me I aim at your chin, then I'm straight to the pen
Do my time, come home and I'ma make it again
Glad to see Kim and Jim finally making amends
Niggas makin em ends, instead of hatin' on friends
We can all be Dame Dash and Jay on the bench
Throw my Yankee on, then I straighten the brim
Niggas disrespect my city, then he takin a swim
Got it fucked up looking for a King
One buried in Brooklyn, the other's in Sing-Sing