New York (ya Out There?) Lyrics - Rakim

If you was born in New york City let me hear say "You know that" 

YOU KNOW THAT 

Aiyyo, once upon a rhyme where the scenery sets, you see stress 

Streets a matter of life and death, no regrets 

Life's a test, strife, wit special effects 

Neighbourhood's full of reps, cities are projects 

Where the young cadets get stripes from the vets 

And comrades quest to be the next, to finess 

Collect debts and select bets with death threats 

Object - Chedder, better your total net 

Where trends are set from ways to express the outfits 

Friends get wet tryin' to make ends connect 

Avenues to check, boulevards to sweat 

The smell of gunsmoke more common than cigarettes 

WE GOT clicks for wreck 

WE LIKE Pits for pets 

WE GOT Giants and Jets, the Knicks, Yanks and Mets 

WE LIKE much respect and sex extra wet 

And High-Tech dialect you ain't catch yet 

(The Bronx 

Ya out there? 

No doubt 

Brooklyn 

Ya out there) 

Aiyyo, we got blocks and glocks with 

Big shots with big knots and big props 

Yo this is where the bullshit stops 

Where herbs get got 

If you snitch you get shot 

We get down and leave the town in a state of shock 

WE GOT dangerous hang out spots and slick cops 

Place called Riker's Island where kids get locked 

A lotta gear to rock with blocks of clothes shops 

Styles are top notch, this is the place to buy 

So bust the box the radio station is hot 

Ease your mind staring at skylines from rooftops 

Flip scripts for chips 

And new Whips of the lot 

Quick to call a shot, pollitic with thick plots 

And the Garden of Eden against the sea that we got 

To make sure the core of the big apple don't rot 

Where seeings believing we be achieving a lot 

Since disc jocks created hip hop, check it out 

(Queens 

Ya out there? 

No doubt 

Manhatten 

No doubt 

New York city 

Staten Island 

New york new york 

Long Island 

New york 

Ya out there) 

Aiyo, we got five bouroughs of ghettos 

With amny places to meet, you get lost in city streets 

The city that never sleeps 

Mecca ? Medina the population increase 

The desert and the oasis, New York, the far east 

With gods and Sheiks 

Pretty amazons for weeks 

Player dons that fleece the family's black sheep 

Icons that teach that we all act unique 

We got stats to reach so we all have to eat 

A mass of peeps, with they own masterpiece 

The crafts elite, we going past the beat 

The latest technique no other place get as deep 

Who parks release some of the worlds greatest athletes 

DJs and MCs and graffiti artistes 

Who use walls and subway trains for marquees 

We go back to b-boys, breakdancing, breakbeats 

And it'll never cease and on that note 

We say peace