Verse 1
I was Passing through Carona
Spanish food and weed smoke make up the aroma
I seen Queens College grads roll dope in their diplomas
If sleep is the cousin of death, we in a coma
But before the grim reaper come and ring your final bell
Tell me what you believe in, heaven or hell
I’m Raekwon in the Kitchen, Ghostface on the scale
Influenced by Nas, and it ain’t hard to tell
On my Jay shit, I could hustle water to a well
Couldn’t give your songs away, what the fuck you gonna sell
On the train platform, looking at the third rail
Don’t do it, I’ve been through it man, I know you feel
I was dropped by my label, I was dropped by my girl
Now I’m on top of the world, getting top from this girl
And the shit keep spinning, ain’t no stopping the world
Chorus x2
The city is a dangerous place
Better watch your back, better guard your face
A lot of rats in the very same race
Just give me some room I need my personal space
Verse
Fuck these rappers, lil this and lil that
Riddle me this, how you pussy with a face tat
2018 dog, get your face smacked
Changed my whole steeze, we coming through with facemasks
And won’t stop till I get it like ASAP
Cause any paper under a mil is just a placemat
It’s time that you face facts, like I’ve been better than a lot of ya
Since I was a kid still celebrating Hanukkah
Since I was a kid still rocking the yamukkah
Since I was a kid and Seattle had the Sonics bruh
Since it was Brandy and Monica, Betty and Veronica
I’ve been the truth I’m never gonna lie to ya
I Care less what Cole say about Kanye
Cause we were splitting appetizers, couldn’t pay for entrees
Rap outkast, shoutout to Andre
Since Nas was bagging bitches up at John Jay
Since Jay first had his eyes on Beyonce
Since Ja was singing songs with Ashanti
Serving motherfuckers like my name was Petey Longway
Go against the kid and it’s gonna be a long day
And a long night, plotting under starlight
Team mount up like biker gangs in a barfight
Bitch
Chorus x2
The city is a dangerous place
Better watch your back, better guard your face
A lot of rats in the very same race
Just give me some room I need my personal space
I was Passing through Carona
Spanish food and weed smoke make up the aroma
I seen Queens College grads roll dope in their diplomas
If sleep is the cousin of death, we in a coma
But before the grim reaper come and ring your final bell
Tell me what you believe in, heaven or hell
I’m Raekwon in the Kitchen, Ghostface on the scale
Influenced by Nas, and it ain’t hard to tell
On my Jay shit, I could hustle water to a well
Couldn’t give your songs away, what the fuck you gonna sell
On the train platform, looking at the third rail
Don’t do it, I’ve been through it man, I know you feel
I was dropped by my label, I was dropped by my girl
Now I’m on top of the world, getting top from this girl
And the shit keep spinning, ain’t no stopping the world
Chorus x2
The city is a dangerous place
Better watch your back, better guard your face
A lot of rats in the very same race
Just give me some room I need my personal space
Verse
Fuck these rappers, lil this and lil that
Riddle me this, how you pussy with a face tat
2018 dog, get your face smacked
Changed my whole steeze, we coming through with facemasks
And won’t stop till I get it like ASAP
Cause any paper under a mil is just a placemat
It’s time that you face facts, like I’ve been better than a lot of ya
Since I was a kid still celebrating Hanukkah
Since I was a kid still rocking the yamukkah
Since I was a kid and Seattle had the Sonics bruh
Since it was Brandy and Monica, Betty and Veronica
I’ve been the truth I’m never gonna lie to ya
I Care less what Cole say about Kanye
Cause we were splitting appetizers, couldn’t pay for entrees
Rap outkast, shoutout to Andre
Since Nas was bagging bitches up at John Jay
Since Jay first had his eyes on Beyonce
Since Ja was singing songs with Ashanti
Serving motherfuckers like my name was Petey Longway
Go against the kid and it’s gonna be a long day
And a long night, plotting under starlight
Team mount up like biker gangs in a barfight
Bitch
Chorus x2
The city is a dangerous place
Better watch your back, better guard your face
A lot of rats in the very same race
Just give me some room I need my personal space
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