NYMP

[Intro]

Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhh

This is educated thug MU-SIC, niggas

[Verse 1]

Life's a battle, mean streets eat you alive

Blocks'll have you, tryin' to maintain your course

Through the potholes and gravel

Hot holes and what-have-you, tryin' to clock dough

Foes tryin' to pop shots through you by code

Pigs tryin' to grab you and lock up your soul

Through the Hot Apple, nighttime shots crackle

(Bucka-bucka-bucka) Fiends tryin' to gaffle you

Not only coke heads but the Feds in the Mercury Topaz

After you, up the avenue

Tryin' to give you big numbers, you got math to do

Tryin' to make you miss summer, shit, that ain't cool

I caught smaller cases tryin' to get capital

Up against the wall, tryin' to pass through

Ghost-like, hear the cries from the tortured souls

Most nights, I hold my toast tight, and it goes like

[Chorus]

Uhh, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas

N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas

Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest

Marcy.. Brooklyn..

[Verse 2]

Yo, I come through, gettin' money, sittin' on twenties

Niggas throwin' me shade, but ain't shit sunny

Hot shells only thing niggas could get from me

Cocktails thrown in your livin' room, KA-BOOM!

I'm so confrontational

They shoulda never let me go on probation yo

I'm a hustler, accept that

No correctional facilities can correct that

I took a step back, I viewed myself, seen where my head was at

It's where that dough is homie, gotta get that

Gotta get away, some try but head back

Uhh, street smart niggas got left back

Some died, they left stacks

Me, I ball right, and on top of that I'm dog nice

Jigga been cold as fuck before ice

Not before Christ, but a long fuckin' time

Get your mind right niggas

[Chorus]

N.Y.M.P., the realest

Uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas

Uhh uh-huh, uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggas

Marcy.. feel me..

[Verse 3]

I looked death in the face years back

I held tears back, I gathered myself and stared back

I'm from where you don't crack, the weak don't live

You gotta bounce back homie, the streets don't give

I take and rape villages, who gon' stop him?

Not Rudy Giuliani, not Hillary Rodham

Still I still pop him

Shit, I grassy knoll and hilltop him, it's all political now

I think big when I spit at you now

Between my dog and the figures, the four gonna get'cha

Between life and death, they killed my spirit

So what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball

I empowered myself, teacher said I was a lost cause

'Cause I used to roam them halls

Still I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped college

Who woulda thought I'd make it "Big" like Ms. Wallace?

[Chorus]

Uhh, yeah, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas

Brooklyn, what? Uhh, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggas

Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggas

Marcy.. New York, Brooklyn, N.Y.M.P. the realest, feel me

[Outro]

Educated, thug mu-sic niggas

This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project

Real shit, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggas

Marcy, Brooklyn, stompin' grounds

Fuck with me