Nature Sounds - Middletown, NY lyrics

8, 4, 5 Straight outa Orange County Give a f** how chain stores found me This is choice just so b**hes and kids flock around me f** discussion I'm the brink of bustin disgusting in the front of the club With bullets lookin for suction I count dough like enemies, even out the hood See Cage with two Uzis, his paper must be good b**h s**ed the nuts through the head of my dick Walked slanted, then got two new mayonnaise jars implanted Haters scapegoats with no plugs, could be legendary But, stay too broke, and a client cemetery Newburgh, shut it down Middletown, run it now BK, they commin out Kingston Queens, running mouth Ain't sh** in Sullivan but gambling and AIDS Only Monticello dogs run if sh** is at the raceway Your face spray out, two of these for the nine Before there's Hells Winter there's Movies for the Blind Middletown, New York, where I learned to walk and talk All the biggest willys been k**ed or caught You f**ing with music you get no support Even local athletes they think hand to hands a sport I was raised on dirt weed and cheap liquor Watch the same hand that shake mine go and peel off the sticker The brand new album got hate more alive Cause I sh** on every MC in the 845 Must have been drugged in my sleep by agents sent to end it Woke up underground with machines they can't wreck it With a PCP method I smoke the dead's misery Then rob the corpses to add insult to injury My hand in the same evil that ???? Never seen so many f**ing sons in a dark city I bark witty Pity no soundtrack to bust cops So I push the envelope like 90's dust spots Street clean up, put you best team up Y'all crack dealers trying to rock with no re-up In a sedan, or coup, or truck, it's buck a Trooper State or local like it's yesterday, f** the future Christ like anarchist, games evolve Get it, you want a clip but I came revolved Them sh**ty, I need to add a Y to M City Pen's gritty, ya'll titty, don't f** with them kitty Middletown, New York, where I learned to walk and talk All the biggest willys been k**ed or caught You f**ing with music you get no support Even local athletes they think hand to hands a sport I was raised on dirt weed and cheap liquor Watch the same hand that shake mine go and peel off the sticker The brand new album got hate more alive Cause I sh** on every MC in the 845