and I open the daily news How's the king of new york rocking sandals with jeans? Open toe sandals with choncletas with jeans on How's the king of New York
what a hater gotta say I rep my city, rep my city rep my city, rep my city rep yo city, rep yo city rep yo city, rep yo city [Pitbull - Verse 2:] Miami
rock n roll house I got a rock n roll car I play the shit out the drums And I can play the guitar I got a kid in New York I got a kid in the Bay I haven
jerry to land Up come a man with the guitar in his hand Singing "have a marijuana if you can" His name was Davis Peel And we found that he was real He
is new york city really like a graveyard they all ask me and i say well it was last week but man that was in the past see i stopped going to the places
wall in New York City And while under arrest, surrounded by eleven white transit cops Michael Stewart was strangled to death And when his case went to court Not one cop was
from new york and they like my style [hook:] You krazy i say when the nigas gona shoot. you krazy i say when the nigas gona drop something. you really
hear about it I'm the princess I'm the princess-don't talk Keep arguing over who's the king of New York Bad things happen when you leave this city I
while They lived quite happily up there He came from New York City, man But he couldn't take the pace He thought it was like a dog eat dog world Then
butter The kind that ladys can't resist It takes an orphan with a stutter who aint afraid to use his FIST Summer stinks and winters waiting Welcome to New York
Monica rollerskate naked through the crosswalk. down in new Orleans in the french market there are fruitcakes like you cannot Believe. new york, forget it. fruitcake city
at that party I'd already moved out to New York City When Judas went up and kissed him I almost got sick I guess I knew what was coming I guess I knew
Don't want no bottles for niggas, you 'bout to lose, man Buyin' bottles for brodies, you know it's nothin', dawg Crush you something later fo sho, she breakin' somethin
to take his medication and sit the fuck down in his new chair that goes round and round that he bought from new money in his bank account that I get
medication and sit the fuck down in his new chair that goes round and round that he bought from new money of his bank account that I get him every issue
dreamed I was white If he was white What if he was white? What if he was white? What if he was white? What if he was white? What if he was white White
I was there. I was there in 1974 at the first Suicide practices in a loft in New York City. I was working on the organ sounds with much patience. I was