New York Times Lyrics & Chords By The Foxery

New York poor New York New York poor New York cars choking your child to death but you don't wanna see cause you only think about yourself how blind can you be New York...read more

New York times Come listen to these New York rhymes A southern nigga with a New York mind In the concrete jungle of Queens trying to be Kings Getting to the money of sins by any...read more

Broughton-Mason-Slamer-Thomas Turning pages. glancing through the classified The whole night's sleep was in my eyes Spilling coffee on my shoes, I noticed you Saw it all...read more

Hetti Blackbird, Hetti Blackbird Hetti Blackbird, that's the Indian's name Out in South Dakota, he stole a gold Range Rover And he drove it all over the empty plains ...read more

Take my money, take my cigarette They're unhealthy entertainment anyway Take my photograph, and send it to the New York Times Take that girl on broadway and take her by the...read more