Nas, DJ Premier - NY State Of Mind Pt. 3

Yo Preem, play me that Billy Joel joint Some folks like to get away Take a holiday from the neighborhood Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood But I'm taking a Greyhound On the Hudson River line I'm in a New York state of mind Steel toe, construct walk, Nike shorts at night at court Stress'll cut your life short, I'm from egg rolls and duck sauce Where the feds rolled on Dutch Schultz City Island and Sei Less Plenty talent, the kids stay blessed, gamble and make bets Throw on some DMX, his words, they live in all of us Some get deported, some die young, but it's all a rush On part two, I left you with two of my friends And now our goals is that our sons don't end in juvenile pen's Rikers should be closed, MDC to Beacon Wear ice if you real, or they'll rob you and pawn your piece in If you was locked down for a while, it's a different place now They buildin' hotels where it once was a Devil's playground Michelin star's cool, but the streets is cookin' that beef stew That chopped cheese too, screwface how we smile They want us gone, but that's fine 'Cause we really outside, for now and all time That New York state of mind Some folks like to get away (part three) Take a holiday from the neighborhood (three times for NYC) Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood (what a city) But I'm taking a Greyhound On the Hudson River line (Knicks, Mets, Yanks, Jets, Nets, Giants) I'm in a New York state of mind (Islanders, Rangers, the world) And we got fit, jumpin' up Hittin' pull-ups and dips on scaffoldings Potholes still be hard in our whips Never ending night-life, supermodel events, some art galleries I can name some clubs that no longer exist The Limelight, the Tunnel, and the Palladium All night, we stayed in them fly Wave in the sky if you was made in N.Y And wouldn't trade it 'til the day that you die The most hated and I think we know why, now Rappers we know as legends drift and float to Heaven Some are living in present-day, I miss '87 And Queens was a teen then, a kid with a chain Holdin' a pen and wrote pain, we'll never see this again, so I let Ring replace the peepholes I'm suited in boutique clothes, we're just inclined to defeat foes The five boroughs where real life is defined, y'all know the time When I'm in the New York state of mind Some folks like to get away (opposition tease walk in The Garden, mockingly rockin' Timbs and a Nas tee) Take a holiday from the neighborhood Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood (they only trollin' and that's fine, 'cause we outside, for the third time, that New York State of Mind) But I'm taking a Greyhound On the Hudson River line (wipe your feet when you step in my house, though) I'm in a New York state of mind (let 'em know, yeah) New York State of Mind New York State of Mind New York State of Mind New York State of Mind New York State of Mind New York State of Mind New York State of Mind