Tom: A major•
Verse 1
I Am
N.Y. State Of Mind Pt. II
[Nas]
Uhh
Yo, yo- yo, y'all
Whattup? Whattup
It's time man (Word, it's time?)
Straight up, it's time man
Aight, set that shit off
Verse 2
(Set it off then nigga, set it off)
A
D
Broken glass in the hallway,
bloodstained floors
Neighbors, look at every bag you
bring through your doors
A
Lock the top lock, momma shoulda
cuffed me to the radiator
Why not? It might've saved
later from my block
N.Y. cops, hookers crawlin off
the stroll, coughin
stitches in they head, stinkin and
D
I dread thinkin they be snitchin
But who else, could it be, shook at
these, unmarked vans
E
Parked in the dark - - NARC's, where's
your heart?
D
E
Hustlers starve; they bust a U- e I jog
to my building - - come out
A
See the sergeant and the captain
- - strangle men
Niggaz gaspin for air; til they move
no more and just stare
with dead eyes - - tired of riots,
shit is quiet
Simple- minded fools infiltrate
Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids,
sister's pregnant
A
father's on drugs, moms is smokin,
beds is piss- infested
Had eight partners growin up,
eight turned to seven
niggaz, got two in heaven
Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin thick
The sixth one's parole flipped; five
E
niggaz, went to fo' quick
when he went O.T., college life,
D5
converted into gangbangin
A
C#m
Four niggaz still hangin,
A
years passed and slang changin
Three of us now, fourth
nigga ain't around
real - - he did the snake shit
E
Fake shit - - beat his ass down,
yo his mouth
D
could've got us all wasted,
what a fuckin clown
G5
All I got left in the end is
two of my best friends
to the death for these ends, WHAT?
Verse 3
A
New York, New York ("New York state
of mind" - > [Rakim])
New York, New York ("New York state of
mind" - > [Rakim])
[repeat while Nas is talking]
Verse 4
D
You heard about it, you see about it You read about it,
it's in your papers
It's in your daily
news ("Get money!")
New York chronicles,
every day
A
The crime rate, the murder rate
The money rate, the paper chase,
youknowhatImean?
New York state of mind baby,
check it out
Verse 5
the, gamblin spot,
E
New York Yankee cap cover my eyes,
D
E
I take a nigga dough, send him home,
to a shoebox
A
You lost that nigga I put your
Hear my favorite song,
all these niggaz sing along
All the ciggarette smoke's cloggin my lungs,
hoodrats flashin they tongue
gun, we got reputations
D
Bitches and niggaz both on
parole or probation
Shit is sick, niggaz got gats, army fatigues
I got my eyes glued on, whoever
walk in the lead
niggaz'll run up in here and shoot up this shit
Stick yo' ass up,
niggaz'll find the loot in your kicks
Bunch of triple- cross nig
B
gaz, just New York niggaz
Lift you off your feet when
they was just talkin with you
E
Some of these dudes the Feds be on em,
you knew em for years
Be the type when you walk in a pub,
they offer you beers
That ain't gangsta,
niggaz is up North with tatted tears
Your name's on the affadavit, you
ratted kid
Faggot- ass niggaz that
be scared to do they bids
Fuck you, we run you out of
N.Y, you can't live
Got your quiet niggaz, that relocated
down South
C#m
A
comin back to floss,
then you got the jealous loudmouths
All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods,
D.T.'s
runnin round quick to split your mug,
it's ea- sy to score
D
but it's hard to get the shit off
A
Niggaz fightin over hundred sales,
jump in the car and drive off
When the fiend come around the block,
happy as hell
Niggaz, mad cause they ain't get
Cutthroat connivers, universal,
ghetto survivors
live and make it liver
A lot of niggaz scheamin, some
real, some niggaz frontin
But I'm a big dreamer,
so watch me come up with somethin
Verse 6
A
E
D
E
New York,
D
A
E
D
A
A
New York
New York, New York
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