Angel Haze - New York
I'm running, running through the jungleRunning like a slave through the underground tunnelTold you all niggas better get these bitchesCause I spit till my lips need 16 stitchesI am, lyrical intrusion, You bitches can't see me like I'm really an illusionI hop upon your face and do my motherfucking tooth thatTill I know the meat out like a motherfucking toothpickAh, I'm nasty nigga, like Nas like kim, like Cassie bitchesLike I'm fucking Chris dope or that raspy niggaOr the skin on the feet of a ashy niggaI am, whatever they say I amBumping like the asses on them thick bitches at stadiumsFuck them other bitches I sound better in the place of themI kill this shit this the motherfucking rapingSick bitch, chicken noodle soup faceCalls from oversea like a motherfucking crusadeCrack rock and you hit it till your nose hurtsRooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and coverI run New York, I run New YorkI am 0 past a hundred, spitting like a dragonThat wnt missing from a dungeonY'all a bunch of niggas getting trippy off of nothingTie a rope around your neck and let me kick you off a bungeeI'm satan, and I'ma take your ass to church nowRunning my fields and you midgets on your first downI love it, when these bitches know I'm better than themCause I don't hear, not a word or a letter from themI'm a fire, enemies of the force roundBitches and I rap, elliptical, all it's roundBitches and a condo, I sit with an open mouthBitches and you bitches are lyricallyLike some fucking down syndrome, no offenceNo shame in all, but y'all bitches on knees like baby clawsYou can catch me out in Cover, chilling like a stoop kidYeah hate don't talk bitch doSick bitch, chicken noodle soup faceCalls from oversea like a motherfucking crusadeCrack rock and you hit it till your nose hurtsRooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and coverI run New York, I run New YorkI'm lyrical coming on generalTake shots when I was a criminalDon't stop, continue on running aroundBut never... some of the shit that I'm fin to doY'all... that I'm giving youIf you front, I'm gonn put and end to youI'm like scorpion, bitch I will finish youMaking nasty, real, real nastyWay you bitches running like you will get past meWon't happen you bitches could get on, when I'm off itTry to cross me now, you be gone in a coffinIt's just me, myself and ITalk tough shit and I'ma beat you till you dieAsk why, because I'm better than you'll ever beThat's why shit negotiate seems lighter than heavy dSick bitch, chicken noodle soup faceCalls from oversea like a motherfucking crusadeCrack rock and you hit it till your nose hurtsRooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and coverI run New York, I run New York
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