Good Morning NY

Cage

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Homeless, cardboard cribs, cops shoot civilians Vendors, rap stars, Wall Street, billions Donald Trump, shotgun pumps, illegal storefronts Dollar fifty dutches, AF1s and dunks Skyscrapes, planes hit 'em, army in the subway High risk, foliage alert, every day And my clique is a clip that spits in Glock land Walk like I'm from the hood, hair like an indie rock band Throw fits and pits from hammers blow lungs up Before Onyx was telling me what's throwing them guns up My style was sick and homeless, freezing and stuck 'Til Def Jux stuffed them Gs in the cup Now it's the season to fuck shit, piss in the morning, flicker Lights in your head and earn my explicit warning sticker NY on the fitted shines from the brain inside So I don't need a Yankee on for a New York frame of mind I'm trained in the dirt, I strain to be heard The fame or the words alive in my city Stray from the herd, I say what I learn Painfully burnt, alive in my city Aim for the dirt, plane to the earth Danger alert, alive in my city Go insane or berserk, I remain where they murk Claim a grain of the worth of my city I knocked up Jux, they had a monster on TV on the street In the Cabbage Patch with 'premies on my feet I got a New York bop, itchy index like a New York cop Sick in whichever city my tour stops So by the time I get home, I'll have spread so much enjoyment I'll create the vaccine and destroy it I pull immaculate concepts from thin air Implemented by the listener to learn until I get there Feel most alive from 1 to 5 Thursday WKCR gave birth to Weathermen then died Homeland security advisory system won't work Until the danger rainbow turns to the red alert So fly quickly if you can ride with me When Marshall Law hits, pack up the whip and hide with me Until the eve of destruction paints the town black And anarchy ensues, you'll have the soundtrack I'm trained in the dirt, I strain to be heard The fame or the words alive in my city Stray from the herd, I say what I learn Painfully burnt, alive in my city Aim for the dirt, plane to the earth Danger alert, alive in my city Go insane or berserk, I remain where they murk Claim a grain of the worth of my city