Angel Haze - New York Remix lyrics

Ive been running through the jungle trying to find myself Murdering any and everything besides myself With a blueprint n***a i designed myself And a flow that you b**hes can't buy by shelf b**h listen, you couldn't get picked if you ducked up Black belt bars catch a beatin with some nunchucks Rip your f**ing head off stick every single thumb up your a** And sit back and still leave untouched, yeo i said i still leave untouched All hail mary mrs never gave one f**, i dont even really know how i can make it clearer Only person that can beat me, is in the mirror. so i dun jumped on my own track Bodied everybody told them n***as hit the road, jack daniels in my cup, all my n***as sippin congnac, with prozac its king haze and b**hes Watchin thrones at And if you sneak dissin watch your whole back, i put you on the ground b**h n***a where your souls at 313 but you can catch me where the dough's at, hold up, peter can you bring the song back? Sick b**h, chicken noodle soup face Calls from over seas like a motherf**ing crusade Crack rock and you can hit it till your nose hurts Rooftop, brooklyn, made this sh** in covert 313 but i, i run new york, i run new york Uh, look, im a motherf**ing monster just give me something to spaz On my foot and shoe's sole is the only beat your a** on Green in my hands like i got my hulk smash on All you b**hes here, are merely something to pa** on I dont give a f**, that has always been the motto Riding roman reggie like a motherucking idol Ridin around with prezzie like a god damn obama And i am about the green b**h i need more commas I do not, see or need no drama, i cannot give a f** about your ego Imma god damn boss they will squeeze those llamas You will run, you will cry you will need your mama b**h I can't understand for the life of me, why all these ugly rat b**hes keep tryin me b**h i am a god i am high and defiently, everything you little monkey b**hes only try to be Holdup Sick b**h, chicken noodle soup face Calls from over seas like a motherf**ing crusade Crack rock and you can hit it till your nose hurts Rooftop, brooklyn, made this sh** in covert n***a im beast, i run new york, i run new york