Testi:
The New York Room In Spite Of Everything

run outta New York, to live in other places Hopin somebody remember old rap faces Fuck that, I'ma five borough thorough MC Where I go, New York goes,

set off all sprinkler systems I'm that kid with the firey flow, the firey glow Adjust the mic levels or the wires will blow New York's bravest, meet the

spend a day tryin to pull menage Just mackin this gorgeous; sunlight hit the ice it's flawless Run lights like I'm the king of New York, I'm lawless Bitches

my people givin' eye jammies Now them shorties say I'm cute, when they can't stand me R. Kelly yo, I'm right from the belly, you know the soul Everything that we spit

on a train brain vexed connect and then I feel blessed Whether day or night I'm on the street midtown New York City Let me stop praise your name I need room

cross 'em out and put a 'K Inglewood, nigga, to South Central L.A. Goddamn nigga, this shit make me sick All these West Coast cowards ridin' New York

tryin' to pull menage Just Mac is God the sunlight hit the ice it's flawless Run lights like I'm the king of New York I'm lawless Bitches, they wanna

places Hopin somebody remember old rap faces Fuck that, i'ma five borough thorough mc Where I go, new york goes, keepin new york flows Niggaz be switchin

and plan my attack Not the one to test I posess mad finesse My buddha was blessed one bird in the nest Chills with my peeps steady bouncing in jeeps On the New York