Artist: L-Fudge Album: Chronic Irresponsibility Song: New York Minute Translated title:
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[Hook] In a New York Minute There's only sixty seconds But so much can happen in it And time is infinte So somethin's always happenin' While I'm rappin' in In a New York Minute [x2]
[Verse 1] Start's of with a scream, a lady I turn my head a super being He took a pocket book in between, his arms I heard a siren, alarm Inna the midst of chaos I was still calm As he was headed my way Gassed like Remi I'm leaded
But it's not the highway So I stuck out my foot And this really put Him in a bad situation Cause now he's facin' An on comin' taxi cab There was more blood than a Maxi pad His career had ended The cab was rear ended The next car was tail gaitin' The fiend through up in the air was impaled by a nearby gate an' He spoke the words of a five year old (I want my mommy) Ten seconds later, his body was cold
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[Verse 2] Every since I was born, was told New York minutes Are quick to turnin' port holes to those who walkin' in it Usually happens to those who walk bented Attractin' beef unconciously like they all wid it Stayin' alive is a virtue When you run into Tom Dick & Harry That'll willingly hurt you Tom's an airline stewardess eatin' food servin' you Dick's a cemetery attendant earnin' funds buryin' you And Harry just doesn't got all his marbles in him Thinks he's on the same level as devils and argues wid 'em Blows is thrown at first, but a recent new cocaine habit got you not knowin' it hurts, these Certain extra strength Tylenol tablets make you Virtually turn into a mayonaisse backless These certain movies turn the lead act to the actress Put Jason on you I suggest you leave outta rappin' One to the head and, two the legs then Just to verify ya dead at times Plans to stay home'll probably be the best Stay on ya toes, don't become a casualty of stress In a New York Minute! A nigga could stop breathin' In a New York Minute! A baby could start teethin' In A New York Minute! Limbs get cut off for reachin' In a New York Minute! Niggas get caught sleepin' In a New York Minute! Can't find out who ya friends are In a New York Minute! Won't find out where the rest are In a New York Minute! Drug dealers lose all of they supplies In a New York Minute! And then find who's devils in disguise In a New York Minute! Shit can go up into flames Wid no eye witnesses givin' out any names In a New York Minute you can be awright But the next New York Minute ya die A New York Minute
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