Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga, I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I am most definitely from In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are
nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho! [Verse: B.I.G.] When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths Just in case
We jumpin thumpin banging tha doors down we wow'in the crowd that walkin in yes yes we like to party yes yes we da ones that got the center of attention
We're dancing free but we're stuck here underground And everybody trying to figure they way out Hey, hey, hey, all we ever wanted to say Was chased erased
, all unraveled But you know, no matter where we are We're always touching by underground wires I've explored you with the detachment of an analyst But most nights we
Cause back home we love to dance We could be two-steppin' or ravin' to trance And when the party is crunk, the girls back it up We got the systems in
She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we
The room is lit, the raps are hardcore Evil cuts the records like a psycho with a switchblade You see a blur that's the crossfade Loud and proud, words bombard the crowd
every angle The mic cords are tangled I try to flow smooth but my words are mangled Damn near slipped and broke my ankle If that ain't enough, the police are
Liquid, solid, gas, we'll be kickin' ass In any form, or matter, or mass This ain't science class, I know but it's science From the rhyme boss of the
you? We are We are We are We are the ones We get knocked down We get back up and stand above the crowd We are one We are the ones We get knocked down
fade away So our story goes this empty city Crowded skies are clearing but I'm lonesome, lonesome No, bring on the night, there's work a plenty Fluorescent lamps are
[Lenny Harold, Nicki Minaj] Yeah Uh Change yea What you're thinking Can I change your mind Second to none, in crowd It's how we do it, yea Nicki Miraj
We are the crowd We're c-coming out Got my flash on it's true Need that picture of you It's so magical We'd be so fantastical Leather and jeans Your
right) Under these lights we working it hard I take him back to the hood Just lace them shoes tight And bring it down to the floor (that's right) Under these lights we
talk to Is just another not you Makes me wonder How we're so far apart I'm tired of imitations Running out of patience Tryin' to replace Replace your heart I've been through the crowds
've been through Now I'm on Ruff Ryder, Interscope Same shit partnership, joint venture fifty, fifty, same split Jimmy put the money up, two singles off of 'We Are