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Before Broadway it was Lenape Lane
Had to be a wall in the block before the stock exchange
El barrio was Italian before the papi’s came, now the papi’s reign
Ain’t trying be biased, ain’t said shit about the Irish
Aight just, I’m sorry for the topic change
There’s been a lot of change
Some good, some bad but it’s not the same
In New York in the 80’s, what you got, it came
From the cali-cartel when you copping ‘caine
And New York in the 70’s, the only remedy
Punk, hip-hop, and give the veterans some ketamine
Disco, get dough for peddlin’
[?] right off the bus from out of town on 42nd Street

40 deuce [?] and Broadway, look

I love you New York, I hate you New York
You could make or break me, New York
But can’t shake it
From here, can’t just abort the mission
Born and bred and can’t just resort to dippin’
So here I am
Catch me on the park bench beer in hand, drifting

Felt like next week it’s the 90’s, jeez
New York go fast, that’s how the timing be
Now we in ’93 came out rhyming on beat before I could speak
How a nice upper westside family got stuck with a grimy emcee
I can’t find me a reason but I’m finally free
‘Cause I’m a New Yorker so they respect me
Remember doing all sorts of shit to get weed
Go all the way up top just to fuckin’ cop
If you know you know, if you don’t you ain’t from my block
And that goes for any block in the city
Give any cop any pity, you kidding me? Not piggy
Most of y’all bridge and tunnel, not from the city
Look, I love this city, I hate this city
But the hate gon’ make me take this city, make it mine
That’s a go for anyone from the city at any time
But 9/11 everything changed
Was in second grade, Uncle Jackie end of the day
Talking ’bout what he saw, who he could and couldn’t save
In the kitchen hiding behind the counter in a daze
And she put me in a place I’ve been in ’til this day
That goes for everybody from the city in a different way

This fuckin’ city
This fucking city

I love New York, I hate New York
You could make or break me, New York
But can’t shake it
From here, can’t just abort the mission
Born and bred and can’t just resort to dippin’
So here I am
Catch me on the park bench beer in hand, drifting

I love New York, I hate New York
I love New York, I hate New York