Intro

New York, New York, New York, New York

Haha, yeah

New York, New York, New York, New York

Yo

My devastating hot East New York mentality

Keep me on point for my million dollar salary

Heavyweight lyric, never lost one calorie

Fat stacks, drug dealing, Styles the black Ac'

Nickel-plated MACs, we pack chrome TECs, yes

With one single idea, everything appeared here

Understanding makes my truth crystal clear

Hey yo, step out of Candy Land, kids

The old rumor is Blacks become immune to shit we never did

Like cross-color clothes, crossing over, getting crossed out

Kris-Krossing, we bossing all cross-breed

I'm a knowledge seed, I want action, that's what I need

Never no doubt in my mind, it's the rhyme

Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet

The thrill of victory, defeat is not meant for me

Victorious, no opponent that blast through components

Jamil Irief raising hell with the flavor

Smoking on the mic like Smokey and Joe Frazier