New York, New York

X-Ray Da Mindbenda ft. Quiz - “New York, New York”
[Emcee(s): Quiz]
[Producer(s): X-Ray Da Mindbenda (Original Instrumental from X-Ray Da Mindbenda - “Paper Cut”)]

[Verse 1: Quiz]
Ayyo, double jeopardy, longevity, street me-
-lodies, drug felonies, high-post game
Guard your sideline, isolate the lane
One-on-one like Magic and Bird, lavish life like
Minx and furs, hopping out cars with religious
Scars, stigmatized by the Devil’s theory
Stadium series, curveballs stash in broads
Silk boxers, midnight dishes
Diamonds glisten, royal utensils, presidential like
A Rolex, bad intentions like doctors ran, noc-
-turnal, journal written, highway music
Kiss the tongue of the serpent forbidden like the fruit
Mami put on jacket by the suit, but riders shoot
Red devil with lust got your nylons ripping
Champagne glasses stop on the drop you’re sipping
Coogi hoodie slide through, picking
Temptation’s sickening. Lord, forgive us. Eyes of
The struggle, first blink is the Devil, second blink
Is for the bubble, third blink is for the trouble
That’s why they love me. That’s why they love me
You can’t tame us. Pockets empty, clothes bummy
Shameless, no deal, fameless, ballers
And warriors, drug-dealers, and storytellers
Jailers and bail-makers and gunslingers
Police trials, wiseguys, and losers
It’s hazard every time I walk up out my building

[Hook: Quiz]
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York
New York, New York

[Verse 2: Quiz]
Who claim
King? I’ll take crown on a state-to-state
Prowl, Buck 50’s on the faces of the witty
That’s serving that smile, the city behold the omen
Child, bloodline of the antichrist
Tangle with 9’s, splash your existence
Got to get this cash, nigga. Listen: got a passion for living
In houses with glass ceilings, drug-related killings
In tall buildings. Mashing for millions, spread
Jewels to the children—the only thing I’m dealing
Time revealing the ice grills in your murder rap
Don’t possess no feelings. Let’s keep it real
Apparel Lo Life Co. Pa, let the dice roll
What have we here? BV, I’ve been repping
For years, directed the drama, write your homicide
Then play it out real theatrical, guns bust
Graphical, maintain the aim of reason. Four
Seasons drop when it get hot, increase
The pressure, melt the pot, a teardrop, broken
Spotlights, shattered dreams like horror flicks
Live like ‘86

[Hook: Quiz]
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York (Talk that talk, walk that walk)
New York, New York
New York, New York