New York Shit

[Produced by DJ Scratch]

[Intro: Busta Rhymes | Swizz Beatz]
DJ Scratch, you sick for this one (Hahaha)
Woo! Come on (Haha)
Woo! New York, we back! (Swizzy)

[Hook: Swizz Beatz | Busta Rhymes]
If you from New York (New York), stand up right now! (Straight up)
If you from New York (New York), hands up right now!
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh! Shhh, ow!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh! Ow)

[Refrain 1: Swizz Beatz]
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit (Woo, woo)
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit (Oh! Woo!)
Timbs with the shorts on my New York shit (Come on, oh!)
I'm on my New York shit
Ridin' on the train on my New York shit (Talk to 'em!)
Burner in the club on my New York shit (Talk to 'em!)
Razor in my mouth on my New York shit (That New York shit, shit)

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit!
Got the world followin' the New York script
Hustle with Timbs and hoodies on my New York flip
Rubber band stack money with my New York clique
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit!
I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks
Tailor-made clothin' with my New York stitch
My chick bangin', don't you see my New York bitch?
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
You niggas know we deserve the props we get
Ridin' up in the Range, I'm in my New York whip
International chicks on my New York dick
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit!
See how I kill it with my New York spit
Thanks to the boroughs now I'm New York rich
The way I flood 'em thorough with my New York hits

[Hook: Swizz Beatz | Busta Rhymes]
If you from New York (New York), stand up right now! (Straight up)
If you from New York (New York), hands up right now!
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh! Shhh, ow!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh! Ow)

[Refrain 2: Swizz Beatz]
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Kid Capri on my New York shit (Come on)
DJ Red Alert on my New York shit (Bounce)
Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit (Shit, woo)
I'm on my New York shit
B.I.G. on my New York shit (Woo)
Big Pun on my New York shit (Come on)
Jay Master Jay my mouth on my New York shit (Shit, shit)

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
BVD's and durags niggas
Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons
Got a nickel crack hand-to-hand niggas
On a hustle rebellin', while the D's calculatin' who sellin'
Sell drugs right in front of the deli
Pancho know what we doin' and while we bubblin' the corner be brewin'
Introduce you to the new walk, nigga, and the new talk, nigga
That's how we do when we in New York, nigga
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Every hood love me for my New York skill
I got a lot of money on that New York strip
Gully, rock a scully with a New York fit
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit!
Run up in the Tunnel, catch a New York vick
O.D.B. reppin' New York sick
Shit, you want the truth, take a New York trip!

[Hook: Swizz Beatz | Busta Rhymes]
If you from New York (New York), stand up right now! (Straight up)
If you from New York (New York), hands up right now!
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh! Shhh, ow!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up (Oh! Oh!)
Get it up, get it up, get it-get it-get it up, yeah (Oh! Oh! Ow)

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, I think it's about time for y'all to give New York their shit back
Y'all know where the crown belong
Y'all know we started this shit, you know we gave birth to all of this shit
Don't get it confused, nigga! Flipmode, bitch! Full Surface, bitch!
Big up to Nas, big up to Jay-Z, big up to Roc-a-Fella
Big up to Ruff Ryders, DMX, EPMD
Jazzy Joyce, Cocoa Chanelle
Green Lantern, Mister Cee! DJ Enuff, DJ Camilo
DJ Envy, Clue, Kay Slay!
Grandmixer DST! (Yeah!)
Grandwizard Theodore!
Grandmaster Flash! I'ma take it all the way back
Run-D.M.C., LL Cool J, Rakim!
Cold Crush Brothers! Fab 5 Freddy!
Funky Four Plus One More!
Zulu Nation, Spoonie Gee!
Five-Percent, Nation of Islam! (Yeah!)
Wu-Tang! Treacherous Three and all of that!
Busy B, what up? Brucie B, Luv Bug Starski
Yanahmean? Big Daddy Kane, Rakim
Kool G. Rap! We gon' keep it goin'
Public Enemy, B.D.P.!
I wanna big up producers like Pete Rock, Marley Marl!
Preemo! Eric "Vietnam" Sadler!
Keith Shocklee!
Large Professor, Easy Mo Bee!
Diamond D, Howie T, Mantronix! (Yeah)
Awesome Two, ayo, I can't forget my nigga Biz Markie!
Just Ice, Lord Finesse, MC Shan
Cutmaster DC! UTFO
Whodini, Doug E. Fresh, Slick Rick!
Ultramagnetic, X-Clan!
Nice & Smooth! (Yeah)
Ayo, lemme big up my ladies!
My ladies and mothers of hip hop!
MC Lyte, Salt-N-Pepa, Latifah!
Sha-Rock!
All the Roxannes, The Real Roxanne!
Roxanne Shante! (Yeah!)
Pebbly Poo! Heheh
We fuckin' y'all head up, boy, we takin' it back, nigga!
New York! You know what it is!
Stand up, New York! (Yeah)
I ain't finished yet!
Mr. Magic, Chuck Chillout! Audio Two
Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul!
Black Sheep, Jungle Brothers!
Leaders of the New School, nigga! (Eheheheheheh!)
Brand Nubian, nigga! (Ahahahahahah!)
I ain't forgettin' shit!
Kool Herc, Afrika Bambaata!
The fathers of this shit! Thank y'all