The Business

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    Yo, yo, this one's for New York (yerr)
    You know who you are (ayy)
    Fuck out of here
    Fucker got me hot right now

    Notre Damed out, blue Dickies and some beef and brocs
    Go smoke dope so the yuppies see, the pigs could watch
    'Cause it's legal now, so I'm living in a paradise
    Smoking till I'm paralyzed
    Been smoking dope outside, why you acting terrified?
    If I wear it, gotta pair it right
    Got it air tight
    Keep it a thousand when I write
    Go a thousand with the gigs, keep it a terabyte
    Might heat it up a thousand Fahrenheit
    Burn out all the transplants that turned out the Stuy
    Say bye to Lower East, Harlem, and the Upper West Side
    You got it twisted, this ain't yours just 'cause this is where you buy
    You the gentrifier, terrorizer, not the terrorized
    We retaliate, stay inside, ain't nowhere to hide
    We'll be waiting with a pair of pliers, take your teeth, repairing mine
    For every time you tried to colonize
    Buying from the bougie boutique instead of from the guys
    From the people that been populized and popularized
    The place had the gall to make LA put a mall inside
    All they see is dollar signs
    And other out-of-towners so you feel safe when you out at night
    'Cause you homesick
    What about that cat you made homeless? Shit out of line
    Almost feels like global warming, are we out of time?
    Almost feel like blowing up this whole shit out of spite
    "Wik, what you, out your mind?"
    I don't doubt it, but I ain't about the crime
    I'm just trying to give 'em signs
    Let 'em know to get the fuck up out this town of mine

    Most of these out-of-towners don't know how to mind their own business
    Put out every single mom and pop business
    See, me, I'm with the business
    Been with the shits, been lit, get with the business
    See, what you do is my business
    Know that when you see the NY on my fitted

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    Yuppy see, yuppy do, they gullible
    But then they multiply and that's when they start to fuck with you
    Get under your skin like a fucking tick, put up rent
    If this keep up, be in the park putting up some tents
    For every one that left, four more come, now they reproducing
    Really, what's so confusing 'bout some Boris bumping music?
    Complain, saying: Must you move at this time of night?
    I'm like: What is it to you? Y'all got me tight
    They getting too comfortable
    Turned our blocks to amusement parks when they drunk and don't know what to do
    Don't know a soul from the city, why'd they even move?
    To your home that they stole from right up under you
    What I can't understand or get through to me is
    After all the schooling you did, don't know what community is? (For real)

    Move, bitch, get out the way
    Shit, you got your whole penthouse to play
    Don't do it here, bitch, veer that away
    Cross the George Washington Bridge, dip
    Thought I made it clear
    Can't you hear the tone that I give?
    Steer clear, could get hit in your wig
    Nah, you ain't my peer
    'Cause you lived here a couple years
    'Cause you got yourself a little crib
    I said, move, bitch, get out the way
    Shit, you got your whole penthouse to play
    Don't do it here, bitch, veer that away
    Cross the George Washington Bridge, dip
    Thought I made it clear
    Can't you hear the tone that I give?
    Steer clear, could get hit in your wig
    Nah, you ain't my peer
    'Cause you lived here a couple years
    'Cause you got yourself a little crib

    Most of these out-of-towners don't know how to mind their own business
    Put out every single mom and pop business
    See, me, I'm with the business
    Been with the shits, been lit, get with the business
    See, what you do is my business
    Know that when you see the NY on my fitted

    And it's scripted 'cause it's Mets
    Been an underdog since a kid, the runt of them all
    Didn't grow tall, grew into a mensch
    So they figure how to get involved, what they call my job
    The business, the business
    Nah, you can't skip the process
    You just moved, you ain't got it yet, kid
    I see you itching, that's my business
    Since I started spitting, I farted and shitted
    Get him some Depends quick, shit, let him handle his business

    Get with the business (uh)
    Get with the business
    It's all good coming out to New York
    New York is a place where people come
    It will always be that
    People will always come to New York
    Like, that's part of New York for sure, people coming here
    But motherfuckers is from here, so shut the fuck up

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