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The Business

 

The Business

(albüm: Half God - 2021)


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 'til 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

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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