Chinatown Swing

[Intro]

Noodle Town meet me down at Noodle Town

Dinner way past due we out to Noodle Town

Suckers move on down

All my hustlers move a pound do it now

Noodle Town meet me down at Noodle Town

[Verse 1]

Whoaaa not retired just cause I’m high, high off that load

That fire, stop drop and fucking roll Mo’

Still a pro though a lifer when it comes to lighting up that dro

High on the train thirteen thinking how my brain working

Paranoid cause a pair of boys lurking

Are you certain?

Do you hear a noise or its chirping

Not pigs squealing just birds perching

On a bench yelling waiting for their thirst to get quenched

And celebrating when they get mentioned

Hella wasted when he be venting

No sense in censoring what he mention

Talking shit his profession

Walking with all his henchmen

Leave a stench a teach a lesson

Big check deep depression

Deep neck she be reppin’

Move down the blocka

Knew that I gotta

No discussing nada nah

She live in Confucius Plaza

Did it my way ohh I did it my way

Around the world and back to sipping on some Andre

Did it my way ohh I did it my way

Around the world and back to the block where I stay

[Chorus]

Chinatown swing thing

Trying to sell bling bling

Ride around thinking

Take on the world

I been down drinking

Down to my last Lincoln

Thinking flip it

Take a twirl

Take on the world

[Verse 2]

It’s a tragedy

Y’all climbing up of ladders b

I’m tightroping cross towers b

It had to be couldn’t settle

Had to be next level with that balance beam

Y’all say that I’m whyling but I’m styling on account of me

New York what my county be

Not a King not a Queen

But every borough to Euro motherfuckers get down with me

At The Apollo smoking pollen like its Holland, but it is cause it’s Harlem

Take on the

Burn a blunt rub the stump and we on it’s

3,2,1 and he palming the mic like a spalding

Mike Jordan

He back downtown that same night he recording

Exploring every nook and cranny city got offer him

Alter him

Made him the man he is Oscar Ralphie Patty Pat

With a mouth piece that’ll rap

I been traveling but I’m back

To my Ahki and I ask for a chopped cheese

And he fast like hibachi with the batch

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Blast back to Columbus Park

Drum circle come to spark

Get booked

Right across the street where you gonna sleep

Want it dark rather than bright lights

Call your name

I’ll be out right price in the deli hall of fame