Joey Badass - MY TOWN (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Joey Badass - MY TOWN (en) Lyrics
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(Kirk on the beat)
These niggas must've forgot, man
Ayo, y'all nigga must've forgot,
man (New York City)
Ha (You are now rockin')
Y'all niggas done fucked up now,
man (With Joey Bada$$)
Know I'm sayin', are you stupid,
are you dumb? (Young legend)
Y'all niggas thought this
was, man? (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck a 20v1, nigga,
I take anybody (Ayo)
Take all y'all niggas, man (Grr)
What y'all niggas want? (Badmon)
Look, your days is numbered like
days of summer (Uh-huh)
Rain or shine, I'ma bring that thunder
You talkin' like I can't
see light, yeah, okay
The question is it, me
v. you or you v. Ray?
Either way these L's
gettin' passed out
Lights off, when I black out
Swervin' in the lane with
me, you better crash out
You niggas light weight, I swеar
I ain't even maxed out
No mattеr what stage they put you
on, you still assed out (Ha-ha)
Your thirst for attention is sad
Nothing you could say could
take away that sus shit
you said on VLAD (Ayo)
I would say, I'ma get on your ass,
but you might like that (Ayo)
I'm smokin' all you niggas in the
blunt, this the 'Lyt pack
The irony for months, they
told Joey to fight back
Now, every punch line, they need
a crutch and a ice pack
I'm silly with the upper cuts,
theres video proof (Facts)
Fuck y'all niggas still tweetin'
for? Get in the booth
(Get in the booth, nigga)
I'm really the truth, got better
off callin' a truce
Better yet, get the general, I'm
killing his troops (Grrt)
I put the last nigga in a body bag
Now I just spun back to
get his dog tag (Grrt)
Thought I told y'all, niggas ain't
fuckin' with me, rhyme for rhyme
They ain't war ready, they more
ready for Comic-Con (Haha)
Who want it with the rap phenomenon?
Take a number, fall in line
I'ma get through the day
fast like Ramadan
I'm the real bogeyman, y'all
niggas should be afraid
Fuck takin' y'all so long?
You niggas seven days
All 'em shots y'all took and
I ain't even get grazed
Sonnin' y'all, Kanan ain't the
only thing gettin' raised
Triple entendre, don't even ask
me how I packed him out
Punch lines pack a Pacquiao (Boom-bow)
Tell 'em real bars is
back in style (Bang)
And y'all niggas gettin' smoked
like Black & Milds, chill
I heard the streets call you "Quill"
No wonder why your feathers ruffle
Bird nigga teach a man to
scuffle (Teach 'em)
I'm a gladiator, word to Russel
Flexing on you niggas and I ain't even
had to move had to move a single
The kid from West Brook' got the
whole West cooked (Uh-huh)
They jabs weak now, heard they workin'
on they best hook (Uh-huh)
Look, Ray Vaughn was so last week
Now, I'm hearing shit about some
nigga named "Ass Cheek"
Who wanna be the next victim?
How many Top Dawgs will it take
to sick 'em? (I'm sick)
Tryna take a bite out the apple,
it's just forbidden (Ha)
I'ma break them down 'til the atom,
this split 'em, when I hit 'em
With the finisher, eyes on the
prize, hand on my fire,
don't make me pull it sir
Better be wise
'Cause if it would occur,
I'm dottin' T's and cross
your I's like Whitaker
The plot is now thicker than
Vivica Fox is (Uh-huh)
I'm killin' ya, really the villain,
I'm back and restoring the feeling
Y'all niggas is really the fillings
Nothin' but my childrens, these
flows could break ceilings,
knock buildings down
Told y'all niggas "I'm back,
" I know you feel it now
And that was cute making it seem
like you predicted my bars
When in reality you heard
my freestyle since March
I'm calling your bluff, you wanna see
me 'cause you runnin' from Lux
When niggas who say they want
power, ghost the script
Post the the battle, you don't
commit (That's right)
But what I can do is put it on wax,
you know it's lit, hold a minute
This bitch skateboardin' and
doing tricks (Uh-huh)
Oh, I'm a shoo-in, I was just at Jordan
with the kickflips (Nigga)
What we doing? East to the West,
that's crossroads for you
whenever we intersect (Woo)
Line for line and hashtaggin' (Uh-huh)
This ain't 'bout good kids
or badasses (Damn)
It's when punks who talk like they
want it, don't have at its
It's for the palace, pour the chalice,
I'm a king, you a challenger
This light work and my aura
on Aurora Borealis
Ignore the challenge, hype me up,
nigga, I want all the Valium
Cut it out, 'cause for the record,
we ain't talking songs
and albums (Let's go)
Or performing ballads just this
Or rhetorical talent, get swiped,
at me, ain't valid
Can't chase 'em, so bank on 'em
to come and get that check
Then he puts it all in the
balance to fall over flat
Tried to climb the mountain
and he broke his back
LA strips, players and six-fours with
lift chambers, how you switch up?
You ain't hit us like mama,
the whips raisin' (Huh?)
My slip hangin', that's Ving Rhaming
the kitchen, don't miss
Thing in position, her kid
came in here sniffing, I'm
cookin', though (Woo)
This troll nigga fakin, making
window shop payments (Yeah)
I'm serious, I'm a mannequin
show 'em, displaying
And he gon catch a fit he
can't hang with (Uh-huh)
Tee Grizzley, I'm big gaming
The Knicks head coach,
I'm putting pain in
You been on the ropes (Woo)
That's why you wear that ski mask (Yeah),
career's on a slope (Huh)
Your shit playin' freeze tag, you
been going for broke (Uh)
End game, Joey out here
lightin' you up
Niggas playin' with your name
I'm just sayin'
Shit, they thought it was a game, man
Shit, catch me court side,
Knicks game, man
Huh, I ain't playin', man (Ha)
Yeah, that's right, look
(That's right)
This the home of the 9/11, the place
of a lost choppers (Yeah)
We still bangin', nigga, we
ain't never lost power
You now fuckin' with the BK
Batman, Harlem assasain
Line 'em up, we toe-tagging, nigga
Uh, welcome to New York City (Yeah)
Yeah, welcome to New York City (Yeah)
Uh, I'm from New York City
That's right, I'm from
New York City, nigga
Uh (This what New York
City sound like)
Respect that ho
Yeah, really like that
I'm really like that (Facts)
Fuck you niggas thought, man?
What happenin'?
From the birthplace of Michael Jordan
The home of Biggie Smalls, nigga
The home of H-O-V, nigga
Stay in your lane
Find somethin' safe to play
with, this ain't a game
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