N.Y. State Of Mind Pt. II chords and lyrics - NAS

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Uh, [F]yo
What [Em]up? What up?
It's time [F]man (word, it's [Em]time?)
Straight up [F](it's time, man)
Aight, set [Em]that shit off (set it off then,
[F]nigga)

[Verse 2]
Set it off (set it off)
[Em]Broken glass in the hallway,
bloodstained [F]floors
Neigh[Em]bors, look at every bag
you bring through your [F]doors
Lock [Em]the top lock,
momma shoulda cuffed me to [F]the radiator
[Em]Why not? It might've saved
me later from [F]my block
[Em]N.Y. cops, hookers crawlin' off the stroll,
[F]coughin'
Stitches [Em]in they head,
stinkin' and I dread thinkin' [F]they be [Em]snitchin'
But who else, could it be,
shook at these, [F]unmarked vans
[Em]Parked in the dark,
[F]NARC's, where's your heart?
Hust[Em]lers starve, they bust a U- ey, I [F]jog
To [Em]my building,
come out later wearin' camou[F]flage
See [Em]the sergeant and the captain,
strangle men
[F]Niggas [Em]gaspin' for air,
'til they move no more and just stare
[F]With dead eye[Em]s, tired of riots,
shit is quiet
[F]Simple- minded [Em]fools infiltrate
grimy crews
[F]Overcrowded [Em]cribs, uncles home from bids,
sister's preg[F]nant
Father's on [Em]drugs, moms is smokin',
[F]beds is piss- infested
Had [Em]eight partners growin' up,
eight turned to [F]seven
Seven [Em]turned to six niggas,
got two [F]in heaven
Six [Em]of us, holdin' it,
now it's five rollin' [F]thick
The sixth [Em]one's parole flipped,
five [F]niggas, went to four [Em]quick
When he went O.T., college life,
[F]converted in[Em]to gangbangin'
Four niggas still hangin',
[F]years passin' an[Em]d slang changin'
Three of us now, fourth
[F]nigga ain't [Em]around
We all thought he was real,
he did the [F]snake shit
[Em]Fake shit, beat his ass down
Yo, [F]his mouth could've [Em]got us all wasted,
what a fuckin' [F]clown
All [Em]I got left in the end is
two of my best [F]friends
And [Em]we all goin' out,
to the [F]death for these ends, what?

[Verse 3]
[Em]New York,
New York (New York state [F]of mind)
New York, New [Em]York (New York
state of mind)
You heard about [F]it, you

[Verse 4]
[Em]see about it
You read about it, it's [F]in your papers
[Em]It's in your daily news
[F](getmon[Em]ey)
New York chronicles, every day
[F]The crime [Em]rate, the murder rate
The money [F]rate, the [Em]pa per chase,
you know what I mean?
[F]New York state of [Em]mind baby,
[F]check it out

[Verse 5]
I'm at [Em]the, gamblin' spot,
my hands on a knot
[F]New York Yan[Em]kee cap cover my eyes,
stand in one spot
[F]I take a n[Em]igga dough,
send him home to a shoebox
You lost that nigga I put
your dollar [F]in the jukebox
Hear [Em]my favorite song,
all these niggas sing along
[F]All the cigar[Em]ette smoke's cloggin' my lungs,
[F]hoodrats flashin' they tongue
[Em]Young thugs blastin' they gun,
we got repu[F]tations
[Em]Bitches and niggas both
on parole or pro[F]bation
Shit [Em]is sick, niggas got gats,
army fa[F]tigues
I got my [Em]eyes glued on,
whoever walk in or leave
[F]'Cause I ain[Em]'t playin',
niggas'll run up in here and shoot up this [F]shit
Stick [Em]yo' ass up,
niggas'll find the loot in your kick[F]s
Bunch [Em]of triple- cross niggas,
just New [F]York niggas
[Em]Lift you off your feet when they
was just talkin' [F]with you
Some of [Em]these dudes the feds be on 'em,
you knew 'em for [F]years
Be [Em]the type when you walk in a pub,
they offer you [F]beers
That [Em]ain't gangsta,
niggas is up North with tatted [F]tears
[Em]Your name's on the affidavit,
you rat[F]ted kid
[Em]Faggot ass niggas that
be scared to do [F]they bids
[Em]Fuck you, we run you out of [F]N.Y,
you can't live
Got [Em]your quiet niggas,
that relocated down [F]South
Com[Em]in' back to floss,
then you got [F]the jealous loudmouths
All [Em]of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods,
[F]D.T.'s
[Em]Runnin' 'round quick to split your mug,
it's [F]easy to score
[Em]But it's hard to get the shit off
[F]Niggas fightin' [Em]over hundred sales,
jump in the car and drive [F]off
When [Em]the fiend come around the block,
happy [F]as hell
[Em]Nig gas,
mad 'cause they ain't get a piece of that [F]sale
Cut[Em]throat connivers, universal,
[F]ghetto survivor[Em]s
Go to any hood that's live
and make [F]it liver
[Em]A lot of niggas schemin', some real,
some niggas [F]frontin'
[Em]But I'm a big dreamer,
so [F]watch me come up with somethin'

[Verse 6]
[Em]New York, New York
New York, New York