Kevin Rudolf - Nyc - Текст песни

(feat. Nas)

[Kevin Rudolf] 
In the city of dreams, you get caught up in the schemes 
And fall apart in the seam 
Tonight 
That boy he used to bomb, 
From B.K. to the Bronx and it's the fortunate one, who dies 

[Nas] 
New York, we ready! 

[Kevin Rudolf] 
He move from LAS to SoHo (hooo) 
A few blocks for those who don't know (ohh) 
Down the hall punched a hole in the wall 
Bounced out, all are in control 
Certified son of a gun 
Learns life lesson 101 
Don't fly too high on your own supply 
Get burnt by the sun 

Coz in the city of dreams 
You get caught up in the schemes 
And fall apart in the seam 
Tonight 
That boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx 
And it's the fortunate one who dies 

He was NY's talk of the town 
Heard out to the LI sound (okay) 
He started datin models and he figured it out 
He used to be a nice guy, then he cut that sh!t out 
Qualified sex machine 
No better than a vowed fiend 
She wanted a ride to the upper east side but he dropped her ass off in queens 

Coz in the city of dreams 
You get caught up in the schemes and fall apart in the seam 
Tonight 
That boy would play his guitar like he was ready for war
(You ready, K?) (It's your man Nas here) 
And then he'd lift up his voice to the 
Sky (Take it straight through New York City) 

[Nas] 
Yo, ok, my city, my town, my crown 
Michael Bloomberg, forget what you heard 
I'm thought of highly, shoppin Louie, Gianni 
Christian LaCrosse shades, what can a boss say? 
City, bus, the subway, cab, the runway 
Ski masks and gunplay my past at a young age 
The illest city on the planet 
Towers came down, Wall Street barely standin 
We Crook Brothers, opposite of Brook Brothers 
My footsteps of Scatman Crothers 
It's just generations of style to get five luminous minutes with me 
Interviews on how I flip sixty-twos 
This isn't my style, I spit what I'm livin right now 
I'm out on the town, gold bars shuttin it down 
Bottles stacked from the floor to the ceiling 
Then it's a loud fool, fifty-third street, right near the Hilton 
I'm fightin the feeling I had when I was lightin up buildings 
Now I'm writin for millions of listeners 
Critics who just don't get it 
They try dissin us, New York full of kings and queens, all the rest just mimic us 

[Kevin Rudolf]
Coz in the city of dreams 
You get caught up in the schemes and fall apart in the seam 
Tonight 
That boy would play his guitar like he was ready for war 
And then he'd lift up his voice to the 
Sky