Manhattan Freestyle

Them city streets cold, they’ll crack on you if you not cautious

See where I’m from, you got humbled before you got pompous

But from uptown to down where that Lower East be

They be like “You heard white dude? That boy beastie”

Please believe me, beneath my lines where the heat be

Rap game equator you act lame I hate it that lack range of data

We could never be the same

We don’t let you take no shots if we know you don’t got the range homie

That’s how we do in the Apple that’s been allowed to rot

Manhattan crowded blocks, the faces unfamiliar

Bodegas turned Chipotle, say goodbye to La Familia and hello to Johnny work at JP Morgan for the scrilla

Manhattan; where all culture’s fuckin underground now cause to stand on land too expensive, we movin out now

They try and keep the truth locked up back where you can’t go far

My words break open them doors, I’m spittin crowbars, shit

This that fuck a happy critic or a fashion gimmick

Summertime, kick my fuckin chancla off and slap you wit it

Hell’s Kitchen raised me and Harlem was like my uncle

‘07 hit the Aunt Jackie and baby [?]

So I don’t got time if they don’t care about the culture

You don’t get to be New York just cause this where you eat your supper, for real

So what you do to save the land I love?

Shit, you gon have to pay a toll for that bacon egg on the roll, that’s word