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[Intro] Bring that back, yo
It's hot in here man Turn my mic up man
I need it loud
[Verse 1: Maino] First the Fat Boys break up, then Dipset makeup
*** got a problem with Hov 15 years later, are we greater? Couple mill,
skyscrapers And people still waiting for Hov?
New York got soft, *** say they unity is lost
The critics pointing fingers, is it 50 Cent fault?
That we on a down slope, what happened to the east coast?
Do we blame it on the music? Should we blame Ebro?
The OG's looking for that 90's rap era But these young kids screaming them Young
Money letters What a *** supposed to do? I don't have
the slightest clue When you trying to keep it real but being
real ain't really cool Want the truth to be exposed, I don't judge
a man's clothes But these *** wearing skirts and you tell
me that it's dope I ain't hatin, I'm just saying, I'm just speaking
how I feel Ex con, off of rap, I done touched a couple
mill Man this *** is getting crazy, it'll make
you go bananas But New York got a playlist look exactly like
Atlanta's I tried to mind my business but they pushed
me to the edge and *** Heard a New York *** say New York was irrelevant!
[Hook x2] What happened to my city man?
What happened to my city man? What happened to my city?
Nobody give a *** because ain't no love up in my city, no
[Verse 2: Maino] Guess I'm caught up in my feelings
'Cus I just can't just sit and watch these *** crush our buildings
I'm so confused, at times I thought -- what should be my mission?
'Cus I just gave up my girl for a stripper that's religious
Hope the DJ's play my record Yeah, he gon' play my record
If I rap like this and rap like that He gon' pay attention
When I cook it, cook it, bake it, bake it Cut it, cut it, swag it, swag it
Twerk, twerk, work, work He gon' play it, he gon' play it
When rappers and the shawty get they passes from the folk
When they come to New York City they do anything they want
How I'm supposed to move? What the *** would Biggie do?
Should I confiscate they change? Should I make these *** food?
Man I'm thinking to myself, it ain't them, it is us
Cause we destroyed each other, we don't support us
We supposed to be the team but we not, we look sweet
So why you think these *** feel free to claim King?
And I know they gon try to mix it up and say I'm angry
But I've been riding foreign, since I'm 9 I get plenty
Just sayin what these *** scared to say but it's how they feel
*** in my city scared to say but this how they feel
Dreams of Stacked Bundles, dying for this ***
I called up Kiss, he said he tired of this ***
[Interlude: Maino] Call me up for real ***
See what I got to say about this Ayo Kiss!
[Verse 3: Jadakiss] Yeah, we was playing chess, now these ***
playing cards It's a shame, because the strippers is the
new A&Rs Like what happened to my city? Like what happened
to the bars? Get yo self a Rollie and you automatically
a star Shoot a couple cheap videos, get on a couple
blogs Once you get the smoke and mirrors you can
blend in with the fog Yo can get yo self a deal, you can get yo
self a date Get a beat from Mike Will, get a hook and
verse from Drake Probably both be on my album so don't try
to call it hate I just call it how it is 'cus I'm the opposite
of fake Word to Hot 97, word to Power 105
Very seldom will you hear anybody from NY They was used to breaking records, now they
chasing records If they can't bounce to it ain't no need to
make the records Wait a second, I thought this was the Mecca
Home of the 1-2, mic checka Rapping different, dressing different
Born and raised here but you repping different What happened? Damn
[Outro] What happened?
What happened to my city ***? I knew we was out of pocket man when the DJ
told me, he said listen my *** You gave it to him first
So if I play it, I'mma look like a *** rider.I said what, *** what?
Then another *** told me I got you homie
But I can't play yo *** before I play mines I'm CMA, is you the artist?
That's not all my brother, I'm tryin to fight ***
We all need to look in the mirror my *** Yes I said it homie
For real, it's everybody fault Real talk man
Fore we get on some *** You start sellin lies and some of you savage
*** Ain't ahead if you got