New York City - Kool Keith, Dr. Octagon

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

There’s a million albums out there

With that opera and Shakespeare shit

I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap

I don’t hear shit, you niggas are excess waste

A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure shit

The hottest DJ’s in New York spin it from the wheelchairs

With cancer, my voodoo ready to roll

Ask Harlem Hospital, you can’t cure shit

HMV at the cash register, girls tryin' to make me buy CD’s

Soft jazz and homo R and B, I ain’t payin for that Allure shit

Walkin' by Bloomingdales before you see me put the pep in it

I guarantee you get bad karma, fly leather coat with the Coach bag

You step in shit, choose the Daily News

The newspaper’s gonna take off a little off your soles

You got a lot around your feet, motherfuckers, not a little bit

Wipe that shit off your soles

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

I’m straight up on the butt ass transit

I don’t give a fuck, I smell the piss in the subway

My Boss cologne suits me well on the New York City mass transit

Women lookin' scared, borin' ass statues

Bitch, you need to get out the boroughs

And move to Kansas or Pittsburgh or somethin'

Sittin' up with braids in your hair like a fuckin' Halloween pumpkin

Smile motherfucker, put on some lipstick or do somethin'

Eat your breakfast muffin'

My appearance shock your brand new motherfuckin' leather

I ain’t say nothin' 'cause in your panties secretly

I know you readin' the magazine comin', the freak on the train is bustin'

I was sittin' here first, you wasn’t I know you goin' home to masturbate

Your girlfriend is messed up, datin' her own fuckin' cousin

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

Y’all just reachin' your damn horizons, so what?

You got your cellular phone, motherfucker you prepaid

Girls and guys I’m not frontin'

Y’all bullshittin' talkin' to nobody lookin' good at the dinner table

Runnin' your fuckin' bill up on Verizon

You ain’t shoppin' with a lot of Victoria’s Secret bags

Monkeys treat you to Unos, retarded ass herb niggas are thin

Girls are more insecure, I’m realizin'

The datin' and courtin' shit got everybody hyped up and sportin' shit

The Bell system fraud, dial on the spot or stand trial on the spot

Ladies don’t invite me over

Just cover the mattress with the piss and the cum spot

Don’t blast the same lame ass singin' MC a lot

Now move the ticket off your window

Manhattan traffic cop

You shoulda dipped, your shit in the parkin' lot

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it

New York City, we piss in it, we live in it

We die, we all take shits in it