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N. Y. State Of Mind
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[Intro: Nas]
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Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?)
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(Word, it's time nigga?)
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Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin)
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Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
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Where fake niggaz don't make it back
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I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now
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[Verse One: Nas]
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Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
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Musician, inflictin composition
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Of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
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Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
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Bulletholes left in my peepholes
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I'm suited up in street clothes
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Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
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Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
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I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
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Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
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Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
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G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
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Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
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niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
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Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
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Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
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I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
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Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
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Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
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Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
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Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
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Try to c*** it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
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Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
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So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
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And it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
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(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
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Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
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And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
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In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
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Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
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Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
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There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked
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So hold your stash until the coke price drop
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I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
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And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
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You gotta slide on a vacation
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Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
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It drops deep as it does in my breath
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I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
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Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
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I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
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["New York state of mine" --> Rakim (repeat 4X)]
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[Verse Two: Nas]
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Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
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Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped
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Investments in stocks, sewein up the blocks
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To sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops
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But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
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Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
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I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin
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Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressin
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Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter
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Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta
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In the P. J. 's, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
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Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
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Full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
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From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
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I'm livin where the nights is jet black
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The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
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And lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
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Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
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I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
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Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
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And be prosperous, though we live dangerous
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Cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
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It's only right that I was born to use mics
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And the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice
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I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
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My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
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The smooth criminal on beat breaks
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Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
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The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
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That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
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I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
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In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
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Inhale deep like the words of my breath
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I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
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I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
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Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind
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["New York state of mind" --> Rakim (repeat 4X)]
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["Nasty Nas" --> cut and scratched 8X]
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