Fred The Godson - N.Y.C. (Your Welcome) lyrics

[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