Manhattan Freestyle
Them city streets cold
They’ll crack on you if you not cautious
See where I’m from
you got humbled before you got pompous
But from uptown to down where
That Lower East be
They be like "You heard white
Dude? That boy beastie" please believe me
Beneath my lines where the heat be
Rap game equator you act lame I hate
It that lack range of data
We could never be the same
We don’t let you take no shots if we
Know you don’t got the range homie
That’s how we do in the Apple
That’s been allowed to rot
Manhattan crowded blocks
The faces unfamiliar
Bodegas turned Chipotle
Say goodbye to La Familia and hello to Johnny
Work at JP Morgan for the scrilla
Manhattan where all culture’s fuckin
Underground now cause
To stand on land too expensive
We movin out now
They try and keep the truth locked up
Back where you can’t go far
My words break open them
Doors, I’m spittin crowbars, shit
This that fuck a happy critic
Or a fashion gimmick
Summertime, kick my fuckin chancla off
And slap you wit it
Hell’s Kitchen raised me and Harlem
Was like my uncle
‘07 hit the Aunt Jackie and baby
So I don’t got time if they
Don’t care about the culture
You don’t get to be New York just
Cause this where you eat your supper
For real
So what you do to save the land I love?
Shit, you gon have to pay a toll
For that bacon egg on the roll, that’s word
