[Intro: Nems]
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Brooklyn
Might clothesline a yuppie off a city bike
Bop, haha

[Verse 1: Nems]
Yo, just got back from tour, still spending Euros (Ching)
Ten bands in the hood for my cousins murals
City workers give up twenty years of they life and still can't afford to pay a mortgage in the five boroughs (Goddamn)
Verrazzano damn near twenty dollars (What the fuck is that?)
Fuck your overtime and them shitty hours (Take that back)
We buyin' into what should be ours
I say C-I that's not Central Islip or City Isles (It's Coney Island)
They tryna turn the projects into condos (Get the fuck outta here)
Gеntrification, fuck it, what do I know?
It's like taking the gorilla out the Congo
I been hеre thirty years now where the fuck do I go?
Fifteen island Newports and
On the bottom, they got the fake New York stamp, ah
I might stomp an out-of-towner out just for spite (Yup)
And have him callin' to his mama like—
[Chorus]
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)

[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
Weed legal now, free that n***a Rallo
N***as in New York drillin' shit like this is Chicago
On my hip is where I still keep my hammer at
These young boys be keepin' they guns in they fanny pack
Everybody gang-gang, I don't know who is who (Who?)
He screamin' Blood, he screamin' Crip, he screamin' Woo (Huh?)
Scammers trappin' on the Ave in front of the deli
That ain't Zaza in that bag you sellin', that's Reggie (You cappin')
Two hundred dollars for a fake vaccination card
Got one for my bitch, the government tried to take her job (We lit)
Fuck the new Mayor, I don't like his politics
He black, but he a racist, he tryna bring back stop and frisk
New York City stopped prosecuting prostitution
They investigating n***as in the Bronx that be shootin' (Free Kay Flock)
This year hard is Murda and them
Somebody gonna get stomped out by a n***a that's wearing Timbs

[Chorus]
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
[Verse 3: Dave East]
New York City the grittiest, Diamond District watches the prettiest (Beautiful)
Out of town, I adapt, but I'm on some city shit (New York)
Fresh out the precinct, this season, it's always Timb boots
Benz coupes parked up on Dyckman, pick up my kids food (Skrrt)
Bing bong, army jacket liner look like Vietnam
Illmatic with a pill habit, shits help me sleep calm (Uh)
The park or the apple where the tourists get nervous
Cars in traffic cut you off on purpose, scream "Fuck outta here"
Larry Merchant couldn't prepare you for the rumble (Nah)
N-Y-C-H-A abbreviation for the jungle (Yeah)
The youth got the drill vibes, it's still live
Catch your opp goin' live and let 'em watch him lose his life in real-time (Boom)
Real LOX baby, Ruff Ryders plus the Terror Squad
Diplomats, 50, Banks and Yayo, H.O.V. and Nas (Yeah)
F&N bullets got manicures, they blue tip (All blue)
Flex, Clue, Angie Martinez shout out to Whoo Kid

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(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)
(New York was killing me)