New York State of Mind
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Uh, Trust gang, huh?
RJ Payne in this motherfucker
38, What's goodie?
What's happenin'?
Chenoa
Huh, BSF gang, huh?
GxFR
Check this shit out
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Lost boys, but I was never Peter Pan
Joey Crack, my cocaine is Joey Pellegrino's hand
Lucifer in the flesh, hold hell in either hand
Fred Flintstone chopper, tell Dino Boy to dance
I wage war when I'm paid more
Word to Chenoa, this the cancer, the stage four
Bitch, I had the waves since my days in Bayshore
Twelve shot gauge, kick back got my legs sore
It's Payne, nigga, this how the Trust work
I told Spesh I'd kill a rapper for a pound of loud and a Trust shirt
They told me talk second and bust first
You in the club bustin' bottles, I'll
Bust your head 'til the blood burst
MC with the hammer, shit is extra legit
Could've murdered a 24, but I kept it a diss
Infrared on the Desert Eagle, don't expect it to miss
And don't call my fuckin' phone if it's less than a brick
It's Payne
Yo, I'm not a flashy type of chick, I'm too rugged to date a rapper
Or these bum-ass niggas that y'all bitches be chasin' after
Dropped "Thrill of The Hunt," I ain't makin' the safety rappers
Filled up the shoes and used my shoelaces to hang a rapper
Y'all let a female rapper come and change up the rules
From the school of hard knocks, yeah, my grades was the proof
Real life is just somethin' they can't explain in the school
I had to mature off the pain, that's somethin' age couldn't do
It's a message in my raps that connect to the people
You know, the ones from the hood with pissy beds and needles
Or the ones on the corners tryna stretch some kilos
Toss bricks at the fiends like Craig at Deebo
What the fuck these rappers famous for? It can't be the music
Got a team full of soldiers and they can't be recruited
I heard sleep was the cousin of death, don't sleep on me
This pistol gon' turn this bitch into a family reunion
Facts
Huh, I'd like to welcome y'all
To the year 1994
Huh, you know, back when lyrics mattered
You know what I'm sayin'?
Huh, we comin' to put an end to all that bullshit
Y'all niggas better step y'all motherfuckin' balls up
Know what I mean? Trust
Huh, huh
Yeah