Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kicking

Musician, inflicting composition

Of pain I'm like Scarface sniffing cocaine

Holding a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now

Bullet holes left in my peepholes

I'm suited up in street clothes

Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes

Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay

I keep some E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway

Or either on the corner betting Grants with the celo champs

Laughing at base-heads, trying to sell some broken amps

G-Packs get off quick, forever niggas talk ***

Reminiscing about the last time the Task Force flipped

Niggas be running through the block shooting

Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston

Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and

I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin

Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit

Lead was hitting niggas one ran, I made him back flip

Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look

Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my *** is stuck

Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger

Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber

So now I'm jetting to the building lobby

And it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be

(So what you saying?) It's like the game ain't the same

Got younger niggas pulling the triggers bringing fame to they name

And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners

In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us

Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact

Same niggas'll catch a back to back, snatching yo' cracks in black

There was a snitch on the block getting niggas knocked

So hold your stash until the coke price drop

I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock

And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo

You gotta slide on a vacation

Inside information keeps large niggas erasing and they wives basin

It drops deep as it does in my breath

I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death

Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined

I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind New York state of mind

New York state of mind

New York state of mind

New York state of mind Be having dreams that I'ma gangster, drinking Moets, holding Tecs

Making sure the cash came correct then I stepped

Investments in stocks, sewing up the blocks

To sell rocks, winning gunfights with mega cops

But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger

Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger

I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testing

Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggas undressing

Thinking of cash flow, Buddha and shelter

Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta

In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays

Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze

Full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed

From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black

I'm living where the nights is jet black

The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back

And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn

Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes

I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane

Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain

And be prosperous, though we live dangerous

Cops could just arrest me, blaming us, we're held like hostages

It's only right that I was born to use mics

And the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice

I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow

My rhyming is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule

The smooth criminal on beat breaks

Never put me in your box if your *** eats tapes

The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps

That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks

I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of Buddha and bitches with beepers

In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya

Inhale deep like the words of my breath

I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death

I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times

Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind New York state of mind

New York state of mind

New York state of mind

New York state of mind Nasty Nas