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Chuck D Where Ya At

York! Representin N.Y.C. to the fullest Where New York at? Where New York at? Gats I pull it, heads be duckin when New York be bustin Where New York at

It's how you start actin' when nobody can reach ya My plan just hatched, happy Easter [Chorus] Ii??m doin' it big Look at what I done Look at where Ii

ya lungs I come from the city where they sell cocaine Ya get caught sniffin', niggas knock out ya brain Leave ya lump in ya lap, your tongue on your

it safe for y'all to walk and took it back? Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, what you lookin' at? I got to warn ya, this is California Home grown, get ya

convey the kinda patience I can say I can take pride in from riding with Dr. Dre to realizing you only be depriving ya self and only yaself when ya being

know a real fam handle they biz, everybody get searched From the grandpops, down to the kids And my time, I'm officially here, tell ya man Go and start up ya

niggaz get checked for the tat on they neck We got the cannabis bombay, G ride Hyundai, ya best ta pray we don't Find out where ya stay, lookin at my

they soldiers far away But I'm living on the corner got this hardened marijuana Know it's wrong but fuck that leave me where the bucks at Last year was

all in the family Look at you, fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice Throwin' rhymes at me like, oh shit alright, Vanilla Ice Ya better run, run while ya