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NY State Of Mind Pt. 3

de Nas

Yo Preem, play me that Billy Joel joint

Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood
But I'm taking a Greyhound
On the Hudson River line
I'm in a New York state of mind

Steel toe, construct walk, Nike shorts at night at court
Stress, it cut your life shot
I'm from egg rolls and duck sauce
Where the feds rolled on
To say less
Plenty talent, the kids stay blessed
Gamble and make bets
Throw on some DMX, his words, they live in all of us
Some get deported, some die young, but it's all a rush
On part two, I left you with two of my friends
And now our goals is that our sons don't end in juvenile pen's
Rikers should be closed, NBC the beacon
Wear ice if you real, or they rob you upon your piece and
If you was locked down for a while, it's a different place now
They buildin' hotels where once was the Devil's playground
Michelin stars, cool, but the streets is cookin' that beef stew
That chopped cheese too, screw face how we smiled
They want us gone, but that's fine
'Cause we really outside, for now and all time
That New York state of mind

Some folks like to get away (part three, three times for NYC)
take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood (what a city)
but I'm taking a Greyhound
(Knicks, Mets, Yanks, Jets, Nets, Giants, Islanders, Rangers)
on the Hudson River line
I'm in a New York state of mind (the world)

and we got thick
Jumpin' out, hitting pull ups and dips on scaffoldings
Potholes still be hard in our whips
Never ending night life, supermodel events, some art galleries
I can name some clubs that no longer exist
The Limelight, the Tunnel, and the Palladium
All night we stayed in 'em fly, wavin' the sky
View was made in N, Y, and wouldn't trade it till the day that you die
The most hated and I think we know why, now
Rappers we know as legends drift and float to Heaven
Some are living, and present, they are miss '87
And Queens was a teen, then kid with a chain
Holdin' a pen and wrote pain, we'll never see this again, so
I let Ring replace the peepholes
I'm suited in boutique clothes, we're just inclined to defeat foes
The five boroughs where real life is defined, y'all know the time, when I'm in the New York state of mind

Some folks like to get away
(Opposition tease walk in The Garden, mockingly rockin' Timbs and a Nas tee)
take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood
(They only trollin' and that's fine, 'cause we outside for the third time, that New York State of Mind)
but I'm taking a Greyhound
On the Hudson River line
(Wipe your feet when you step in my house, though, hahahaha)
I'm in a New York state of mind (let 'em know, yeah)

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