[Intro]
It's going down
It's the home of the world trade
Home of Biggie Smalls
Home of Michael Jordan
Sean Carter
Big Pun
Big L
[Verse 1]
Welcome to New York City, Hip Hop's birth certificate
Home of the cypher, words of significance
Started in the streets, now we paid to do it
Try and bring ? ask Wayne, there's a different way to do it
Cause now you slating our home
We got the Cole and the Tommies, out playing Jerome
You know that God's watching, balls popping
Probably hit Trinidad hard, but not Hopkins boxing
You know who I feel licks Trinidad
I'm gunning after whoever I feel licks Trinidad
You should of feared me right, that's why I'm rapping it
Cause that MC's light, I'm not having it
Wait, cause you think that it's no biggie
Y'all gone say whatever, and there's no biggie
But cause Pun ain't in attendance, y'all gone say whatever no pun intended
Rest in peace Big L, I'm repping as well
Stop playing with these bird n***as, Kevin ?
Violate, I annihilate especially if you fake
You would ask Will Smith, who the enemy of the state
Maino checked you on Twitter, salute that's my next low
That's how we all feel, now you gotta deal with the spitter
Threaded ego, New York slick talker
King Arthur of the authors, I'm harder than what you offer
I'm still a mystery
Might be the most underrated in rap history, still put you in misery
I put in work for the statue, make you drop everything just so I can catch you
Things gotta change in this town
I don't care about politics, I'm holding it down
This where it come from, this is how we spit it
New York City my n***a, never forget it