"Yo I'm not new to this I'm true to this" "Word up!"
 "From New York straight talk... America's best"

 [Guru]
 Yo  it doesn't make sense  for you to compete against
 this New York vibe that gets your whole body tense
 Calm down  listen to a brother who knows
 Cause the rappers out here come up with mad different types of flows
 Switch up  change up  yo pull the range up
 so we can build on this shit, for real that's how we came up
 Used to ride the subway trains back and forth
 Now I push an E-Class, four-two-zero of course
 Still material gains, make one more aware
 of all the madness and the civil unrest that's out here
 I doubt there, is anyplace more complex
 You can get lost in the sauce, New York'll have you vexed
 Who's next to get served, herbs'll get knocked off
 Burning flammable rappers, is how I get my rocks off
 I pop your top off as if you were the bottle
 then I'll drain all your fluid, you're better off playing lotto
 Bright lights, big city and the dark alleyways
 New York we get the money all day everyday

 "From New York straight talk, America's best"
 "Yo I'm not new to this I'm true to this" "Word up!"
 "From New York straight talk... America's best"

 [Guru]
 True if you can make it out here, you can make it anywhere
 That means a lot of rappers, they should stay away from here
 cause we still care, about the total artform
 Niggaz could sell more records but they still can't flip a live forum
 Plus everybody out here ain't talkin true shit either
 Mad niggaz is fakin jacks, I don't like them neither
 But the competition keeps me on point
 that's why I lamp in the studio composin fresh new joints
 from the streets, Medina, Manhattan, Staten, P-Lawn
 The struggle continues, everybody wants to be on
 The rat race, makes this lifestyle fast paced
 I've loved it since the days of fat shoelace
 Screwface me all you want, but I'm used to it
 I'll never give up rep in New York, I'm true to it
 From forty-deuce to Queens, back to East New Yi
 We takin no shorts, and plus we showin no pity
 Bright lights, big city and the dark alleyways
 New York, we get the money all day everyday

 "From New York... straight talk..."
 "Yo.. I'm.. not.. new.. to.. this"
 "America's best" "Word up!"
 "From New York straight talk, America's best"
 "Yo I'm not new to this I'm true to this" "Word up!"
 "From New York straight talk... America's best"

 [Guru]
 You get bent up, sent up creek, without a paddle
 You wanna battle? Well I live in New York
 so think twice blink twice now your Roley and Lincoln's gone
 Don't come into this rap game if you don't belong
 You won't be on but for a minute anyway
 You're just a scavenger, you don't live this life everyday
 Rap is regional, so you can check the demographics
 Everybody represent where they live, cause shit is drastic
 confusion, while I'm givin rappers contusions
 And people don't realize that real hip-hop is losing
 They wanna shut us down, and I say, "Shut up clown!"
 Cause New York is too corrupt and too tough to lay down
 and just quit, cause MC's out here kick serious lyrics
 And I come to you, with my infinite spirit
 Not takin nothin from your hood or your set
 But GangStarr could be a threat, in New York we rep
 That's where it comes from, that's why you're feelin it
 So why supress it, I'd rather be revealin it
 Bright lights, big city and dark alleyways
 New York we get the money all day everyday

 "From New York straight talk... America's best