Yo Shameek, what we`re doin now, man?
Ahh - theme song for New York, man, we`re tryin to find one
How `bout `I want to be a part of it`?
Bust how we`re not tryin to hear that...
Yo, forget it, we gonna kick it off like this:
(Ain`t no doubt that we will
Y`all don`t just understand)
(Let me ask you somethin
How much feelin do you have out there?
You got a lotta feelin, huh?
In that case y`all don`t mind singin along
Come on, y`all)
[ VERSE 1 ]
Cold New Yorkin, and yes, I can hold mine
If rhymes were gold, then I would have a gold mine
I diss your favorite MC, and the whole nine
I`m Universal, indeed I control mine
Like the master from an old kung-fu flick
Killin MC`s with a lyrical death kick
Laid-back in the track like a cantor
Wonderin what they wanna quote `word is bond` for
When they can`t quote the power of god degree
They must wanna be down universally
In that case, I`m ready to start punishin
With many stripes I snipe you so astonishin
I leave a shine on your mind like a pledge
Push you off the edge if you don`t know the ledge
As in the first step towards righteous
You look a bit hungry, please, don`t try to bite this
Duplication will result in a violation
I have you payin for my summer vacation
Yo, put down your microphone, and just start walkin
I play you out, no doubt, when I`m just cold New Yorkin
(It ain`t -
It ain`t where you`re from) 3x
It`s w-w-w-where you`re at) --> Rakim
[ VERSE 2 ]
I`m blazin like fire, rippin through silk
Puttin rhymes to the rhythm like cookies in milk
You wanna taste it? You wrote a rhyme and I erased it
I said a line and like a crackhead you based it
After you smoked, did you fiend for another one?
When I resign, there could never be another Sun
Anyone could be the king, even a dog
But when I hear `Sunborn`, I leap like a frog
And you`re the lillypath, you must be silly mad
I`m so rough, that when I`m good, I`m really bad
How many rappers does it take to beat me?
Well, I don`t know, cause they`re afraid to meet me
Some try to greet me, and then try to diss me
Behind my back when their girls can`t resist me
It`s only right that I get my props
Cause I drop hip-hop freestyles non-stop
This is comin from the east coast shore line
Your mother was on mine as soon as she saw mine
Tell your sister I said to stop hawkin
I never flirt with dirt, cause I`m just cold New Yorkin
(It ain`t where you`re from
It`s where you`re at)
(It ain`t -
It ain`t where you`re from) 3x
It`s w-w-w-where you`re at)
[ VERSE 3 ]
Now this goes out to every rapper in New York
Pop the cork and tell your DJ to walk
Mel-Ice the Sword is now on the job
Rollin like the mob in a Benz with Rob
From Zakia to Profile, just like before
Russell and Lyor makin sure I get paid more
Tables turn to accompany the tracks
Identify the talent of the Hollywood Impact
Xl Posse is down with 8-4
The regulators to make sure you pay for
Any mistake, for the mercy you`ll beg
After you`re stomped out by junior regs
Try to make it Uptown, I don`t know why
You`ll be stopped in the `80s by the D.B.I.
And ehm, not to mention, the family is Ruthless
If you ain`t bullet-proof, then you`re useless
Like En Vogue I`m tellin you to `hold on`
You play a role, and I bet you get rolled on
Five buroughs of death, now keep talkin
From Medina to the Pelan, cold New Yorkin
(It ain`t -
It ain`t where you`re from) 3x
It`s w-w-w-where you`re at)
(It ain`t where you`re from, it`s where you`re at)
