Islander - Wiki

An island trying to peep the horizon from the highest peak in the sky and

Puerto Rico, Ireland, Manhattan chimed in by him every place I been

Can’t replace my hiding place where I arrived in

Give you a taste of the pace on this Island, little giant, little defiant

Really a riot spew the saliva lived with the jews man a Upper West Sider

Mixed in the stew and he tired

Shout Carlos man also a writer, Shout stop also a writer

It’s the truth I admirer chill with my boo how I’m wired

Don’t know what to do when he fired up

Strut up with the mutts through the fire

AARON: Yo Wik what’s going on man?

Talking to A

That’s my OG gave me my name

Must been 13 first hit him with game

Said rap about you so I spit bout the train

Decade later Wik you goin' sit and complain?

Damn

Come on man what do you like?

I like the 1 train, bagel with lox, crushing the mic

I like the sunset on the Hudson look at the light

He looked at me like, right?

why you still pouting?

Ain’t listened kept listing what I was about and

Aight aight aight

I like Sunday dinner lounging

Posted at the crib kids clowning

Change for the bus scrounging

City park kids running through the fountains

Man I like the mountains

AARON: Mountains?

My man ain’t no fucking mountains in Manhattan