New York Minute

What?
What? What? (Uh)

TËV, QUEENS (Uhuh, Uhuh)

(Yeah)

Yo, look

Said in a New York minute
Everything can change in a New York minute
Gotta pray to God in a New York minute
I swear that I'ma slide in a New York

Yo
Said everyday the same thing (Uh)
Off this E train once again
Another day screamin' out Mayday again (Uh)
Concrete Jungle where your dreams get shattered
And I'm starin' at a drunkard
Watch his wife get battered
Should I, Keep it pushin'?
Or help this chick out?
Or should I?
Keep on lookin'
And just come out the mouth, pause
I'd probably be a sin or a blessin'
These hoes got me stressin'
So I play bias
Guess I'll let her learn her lesson
Damn, that's just the evils in me
You see I'm boomin' track six that's D'evils indeed
They can't judge me
That's reasonably doubtful
Ask Jehovah for forgiveness in my NIKEs
So I'm guessin' that we're all witnesses
To the crime scene
I'm out to murder every track with the rhyme scheme
And for the time being
I'll let it marinate on your dome
Some type of ventin' while I'm stressin' (Yeah)
Cause I'm on the way home

Said in a New York minute
Everything can change in a New York minute
Gotta pray to God in a New York minute
I swear that I'ma slide in a New York minute
In a New York Minute

In a New York minute
Everything can change in a New York minute
Gotta pray to God in a New York minute
I swear that I'ma slide in a New York minute
In a New York

Know I keep a low profile
Rap style slick like Nu Nile
360s in my head
Tsunami like Lani
Too wavy, the moon child, control the tide
Pendulum swingin', slower degenerate movie
I see a odd future with no past
I'm so gassed, I'm on E
Don't give a F, A straight G, It's on me
Said that to my moms not too long ago
Reassurin' the fam that I'm the only hope
I got 'em, no problem, never probably
I always been a family man like Bill Cosby
I'm talkin' more Cliff Huxtable
Situation got uncomfortable
On the humble though
Hold more magic than Dumbledore
My momma never bought the lunchables
I guess that show you where we been at
Check to check just to hold our respect
Knew I could catch wreck holding a tech
By any means I'ma do it

Chorus:
In a New York minute
Everything can change in a New York minute
Gotta pray to God in a New York minute
I swear that I'ma slide in a New York minute
In a New York Minute

In a New York minute
Everything can change in a New York minute
Gotta pray to God in a New York minute
I swear that I'ma slide in a New York minute
In a New York Minute

Know I keep a low profile

Know I keep a low profile

Keep a low profile

You will make it because you're good
And what makes you good is who you are
And where you're from
And no matter where you go or what you do
You'll always be from QUEENS
QUEENS is home
And when you're full of shit
People from QUEENS tell you you're full of shit



Credits
Writer(s): Tevin Carter
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