Yeah (New York, New York)
Time to get up in that hit-ass (Brooklyn)
Uh, the rap savior (representin` kid)
Ill behavior (let`s break it down)
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This one is for the thugs, hustlers, big willie mobsters
I kill rappers on a reg `cause it`s my job to
Seperate the real from the fake
So I reveal the truth and break it down on a wax plate
Your raps get bombarded
Allow our ??? don`t disregard it
Wanna be slick, chicks why you act so retarded?
All you pseudo-tough guys end up dearly departed
As a young juvenille I started
Learnin` from some older dudes
>From the pimps to stick-up men
And back then you had to know the rules
The peer pressure it can get you
Knocked and locked-up
Or laid the fuck out upon a stretcher
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Peep the melody
Brooklyn is deeper than a felony
Raps are full of violence
Who wanna challenge
`Cause Kai rep
Whatever Kai choose to kick
A man`s child from the Nile
Look at my style ain`t it raw?
But too mature to be labeled wild
Ain`t nothing fake I create
I don`t tolerate static
My brain`ll cause drama like an automatic
So bang, I`m living large like a king
The ???
I`m drinking pure mathematics
With the power ???
I ??? my knowledge as a ???
Plus I`m invisible
And I apply by using my third Eye
Stimulation and high off the lie
And better yet, I`m a vet
As I manifest, wise words from my breath
And my wisdom`ll flow until my dyin` day of death
With topics and subjects to every aspect
I bless the mic with intellect
Don`t pay attention you`ll get stuck
You`re straight outta luck
`Cause niggas been beamin` you
And they schemin` for fast bucks
While chickenheads be awe-struck
By the thugs with ill mugs who act bugged and don`t give a fuck
It`s systematic when flippin` dough like acrobatics
Fiends and addicts gettin` served by green fanatics
It`s savage, Jake`s more corrupt than we are
In the alley behind the bar
Bringin` product from Panama and Bogota
Rulin` the game superior
The crime biz: the way it is in America
I`m killin` rappers like I`ve gone mad
My heat is righteous
Too many brothers have gone bad
At times I lay in my bed holdin` my head smokin` weed
Like a dred drinkin` liquor for dough
Askin` myself one question (Yo, what`s that, huh?)
Why adolescents gotta get murdered to learn a lesson?
Stay on point with the joint in my ???
`Cause ain`t no tellin` us when slugs might touch my chest
Feelin` like I`m blessed
Livin` life by the day, Monday through Sunday
Involved in gunplay, it`s like a warzone
That`s why I think with the chrome
And hold my own, but never walkin` these streets alone
It`s like I`m walkin` on top of high heat
With no shoes on my feet
Watchin` the flames get higher as the gun shots fire
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I`m supposed to give up guns `til my probation is done
Still I`m waitin` for son to bring the three-eight long one
They try to deny what`s happenin` to us
But nowadays it pays to be strapped ready to bust
Let`s discuss what would you do
If you`re confronted with jealousy you at least get a twenty-two
Plenty of us go through this syndrome
It`s better to fight than die poor and alone
The mob guys be gettin` loot for protection
They live and die for their profession
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Yeah, we doin` it low budget environment style
It`s like walkin` through the ghetto when they feelin` is fine
Everybody know the time, uh, East New York Style, uh
Yeah, East New York Style
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