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kito abashi - new york state of mind 2 (joey bada$ ny diss) كلمات أغنية

[verse: kito abashi, alicia keys]
yeah, i showed new york love before 9/11
just to be real, you n_ggas started rappin’
and been trash since, just a lot of yappin’
i miss the dirty b_st_rd
they first troops, the first line was so pathetic
they lacked the bars of nas and feel of makaveli
and so the bombs will proceed and i won’t regret it
d_mn, i miss the dmx’s
i’m in a new york state of mind and i’m talking that
sh_t, and a cheesecake, nah, i never walked for that
the south got the baton and they ain’t never got it back
n_gga took your lunch like, “i want all of that”
h_ll let the bum tell it
h_ll, i been a hater, that’s nothing major
sеnd a hit soon as they send the waitеr
circulate ’em (wait)
roof got the aim on the n_gga
though, ’cause i been mad since pac in the elevator
d_mn, how the f_ck they let it happen to him?
while puffy shimmying and mase twerking, rapping to him
that big ass city, not enough rappers to fill a room
haha, and all your rappers got a trans rumor
can break that skateboard and choke you
aye, k. dot keep on touring
they can’t battle, this n_gga local
and this n_gga b_tch ass fans acting like they sharing socials
talking bout this n_gga layered when the n_gga brought a toaster, n_gga (how?)
like a mixed breed, i don’t let ’em close to n_ggas
i’m talking blake g, i’m known to poster n_ggas
you a tenth seed, you don’t even supposed to, n_gga
i ain’t joe or puff, so i don’t post a n_gga
hey, little trolls, stop yappin’
if that n_gga gon’ rap, then tell that n_gga start rappin’
he ain’t got it, then look, lil’ n_gga, go get your daddy
this n_gga mid and average, it’s like jordan versus sally
it’s all instinct, though
i think and it go
i guess my country sh_t a cheat code the way i can handle a goat
sh_t, i’m aiming for mo’
and like a free throw
i can take it but my range half or quarter the court
(new york, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
there’s nothing you can’t do)
that sh_t was trash, too
been wanting to talk to you n_ggas, now for the past few
and i don’t like how you let remy do papoose
joey all in the west business, we ain’t ask you
need to go back with your ugly ass trying to act cute
what happened to you n_ggas?
i believed in you n_ggas
yo b, son b_tters
timberlands, word to the mother
eat a glizzy or a coney, n_gga
sammy da bull, alpo, they were phony n_ggas
this sh_t is simple
these n_ggas rapping in physics
and speaking in hieroglyphics
and thinking n_ggas ain’t witty
but sh_t, we rather civics
n_ggas, we talk olympics when it come to these lyrics
we running circles ’round you n_ggas, though
real sh_t, not only quotes but you can feel it, though
but you don’t mind these b_tch ass raps
why you been a hoe?
why he call you hoey? (why?)
you can rap, n_gga, show me (please rap, n_gga, show me)
and you can’t even beat the old me
i’m going light, i’m on eight like kobe (swish)

- kito abashi

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