Big City of Dreams - Statik Selektah, Troy Ave, Push!

New York, New York

Big city of dreams

New York, New York

In the hood they love us

New York, New York

Big City

New York, New York

New York is still the same

The name’s Troy Ave, I’m about my ones

If niggas want static, I select my guns

Got a ACP, that’s for burgularing

And a .38 Speez, that’s for murdering

?, I’ll take your life

But I’m giving out the raw at a takers price

I shake the dice with my freedom and yikes

Nightmare on fed street, I get the chills at night

Chinchilla on the ground, furthermore I’m around

All the bullshit at parties, Biggie don’t make a sound

(Shhhhh!) That’s a moment of silence

Loud pack, loud gats, here go the violence

Just another day in the hood, what the fuck

I’m busy selling yay in the hood, getting bucks

Milwaukee on 'em, fuck that get New Yorkie on 'em

A little dog food, dope swag shawty on 'em

I ain’t have to ride a nigga coattails

I came up off a crack rock and coke sales

New York City, I’mma restore order

Cause most these rap niggas is suckas and whore

Bunch of suckas for love, I put on the glove

And picked up the Snub, and started shooting, fuck is the love

It ain’t none, cause most of these lame niggas is faggots

Bunch of my sons, I need to claim 'em on taxes

Since it been a war on drugs, it been a war on me

The pigs don’t want me bringing bacon home apparently

I’m Dorner of the corners

Sending all the formers to the coroner

Counting drug money is euphoria

Started out selling nickels

Just to get a fistful

Now it’s 600 every fiscal

Still distribute yay like Def Jam

And I still will shoot hoops through ya chest man

I’m the epitome of everything that the city is

My team is official while you run with them idiots

Couple years back, wasn’t taking it serious

Got my mind right, now the buzzing is furious

Attitude rude like a chick on her period

Red leather jacket, Eddie Murphy Delirious

Big names looking at me, niggas is curious

Don’t trust a soul, mama raised me delirious

Found a good wifey, little baby the prettiest

The place where I’m from made me one of the grittiest

The hand we were dealt, it was one of the shittiest

I’m ill with the words nigga one of the wittiest, fuck with me

Get found slumped in the tub like Whitney

Africa spears hit you, the Black Britney would clap with me

Stand in front of the court and bring Shaq with me

Scrap with me, brought them Corleone contracts with me

Cocaine champions, Kelly K companionship

Charismatic with my fabric, flowing like my hammer spit

Fully auto, raw blow, watches from

Everything’s the same, it’s not a game, just now we tour though

Double shine, overtime grind, we getting more dough

Still smack 'em in the face and choke 'em out to let a nigga know

I put my fucking hands around your neck just like a figaro

Hard body everything, bought the block a wedding ring

I’m in love with this lifestyle, entice wild

Fuck them, I’m living it right now, we might smile

But ain’t shit comical, moving economical

Loyal to the man that’s in the mirror cause I honor you

Thinking crazy, being on point, that’s what the drama do

If I don’t hit ya face then I’mma touch something abdominal

Nothing’s accidental, execute and plan wins

Cause everyday I’m tryna get a new buck like tan Timbs

Laurenovich