New York
Rakim Lyrics


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Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time

If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who told police
Who came home, who still gone, who restin' in peace

Now they killin' over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it
Because thugs with no brains got no patience
New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin'
Musician and flatten composition

A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein
Still alive lookin' at his dead children's burnt remains
I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson
Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons

The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies
Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies
From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink
But don't think we wastin' our time
It's a New York State of Mind

New York, New York, New York
New York City, whoa oh
New York, New York, New York
New York City, baby

It's like a jungle, out here
So much struggle, out here
And my dream's still unphased
Greed still the cousin of death

Always feels like always somethin' farther time
In the Streets of New York

All I see is street homes
And who it's holdin', our people
Only comforts the brain
It's like I'm going insane

The revolution has to start, don't waste no time
In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind)
C'mon

New York, New York, New York, New York oh
State of mind (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
State of crime (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
Big dreams (New York City)
New York, New York, New York, New York oh
Big schemes

Oh, it's like the game
Just ain't the same
Baby loves and girls with no shame
Can't get away (get away), epidemic plague
Every hood in every state
Don't have no reasons 'cause relief is hard to find

In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)
In the streets of New York (New York state of mind)

I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin'
A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppin'
Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record crime shreddin'
Time precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven

I live fast, hustle like today is my last
I get cash, the struggle's like a day on the Ave.
Crack bein' raw, gats squeezin' off
Manhattan squeezin' off, from cats who tease with war

The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin' politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera

So New York City walk with me, talk gritty
It's up to us New York it's our city
Here the man come with the anthem, hands up
It's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up

New York, New York, New York
New York City, whoa oh
New York, New York, New York
New York City, baby
New York, New York, New York
New York City, whoa oh




New York, New York, New York
New York City, baby

Overall Meaning

Rakim's song "New York" is a tribute to the city of New York, focusing on its struggles and strength. Rakim begins the song by acknowledging the harsh reality and violence of the streets. He talks about beefs, snitches, and police, all of which dominate conversations in the streets of New York. He also points out that now, instead of fighting over drugs, people are killing each other over music money. Rakim references Saddam Hussein and his dead children's burnt remains, likening himself to the former dictator in the way he is still standing despite the odds against him.


He then talks about his own strength and the resilience of the people of New York. The city may be like a jungle with struggles everywhere, but Rakim's dream remains unaffected. He says that greed is still the cousin of death, indicating that the greed that drives people to hurt each other is what will ultimately lead to their downfall. Rakim highlights that every hood in every state is affected by the issues that plague New York, making it a universal challenge. In the end, Rakim calls upon New Yorkers to stand up and take back their city.


Line by Line Meaning

Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Rakim starts the song by emphasizing that New York is a tough, gritty place with a lot of challenges to overcome.


Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Rakim is calling out to the people of New York, reminding them that it's time to stand up and face the issues that are plaguing their city.


Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Rakim is urging the people of New York to come together and work towards a common goal.


If you knew my streets You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef Who snitchin', who told police Who came home, who still gone, who restin' in peace
Rakim is describing the way that people in his neighborhood, and by extension in all of New York, are constantly talking about conflicts and other problems that affect the community.


Now they killin' over music money, not drugs, rap replaced it Because thugs with no brains got no patience New jacks I pistol whip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin' Musician and flatten composition
Rakim notes the rise of violence in music production and how reckless rappers with no patience are getting involved in such things, but he has a solution: his smooth bars will get rid of competition.


A pain, I'm like Saddam Hussein Still alive lookin' at his dead children's burnt remains I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons
Rakim compares himself to Saddam Hussein, who was ruthless but always stayed in power. Rakim asserts his dominance in the rap game and tells people to step up their skills.


The P's breathe Warriorz and skullies and Timmies Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink But don't think we wastin' our time It's a New York State of Mind
Rakim describes the diverse population of New York and how people from different backgrounds all coexist together while the people of his community are always thinking about how to make the most of their time.


It's like a jungle, out here So much struggle, out here And my dream's still unphased Greed still the cousin of death
Rakim sees New York as a difficult place full of struggles and obstacles, but he remains determined to succeed. He also comments on how greed can lead to downfall.


Always feels like always somethin' farther time In the Streets of New York All I see is street homes And who it's holdin', our people Only comforts the brain It's like I'm going insane
Rakim talks about how hard it is to escape the chaos of New York and how his constant exposure to the harsh realities of the streets is driving him crazy.


The revolution has to start, don't waste no time In the Streets of New York (New York state of mind) C'mon
Rakim urges his listeners to take action and start a revolution to overcome the problems in their city, and he's speaking from the perspective of someone in a New York state of mind.


Oh, it's like the game Just ain't the same Baby loves and girls with no shame Can't get away (get away), epidemic plague Every hood in every state Don't have no reasons 'cause relief is hard to find
Rakim talks about how the game he's in has changed and how there's now an epidemic of girls with no morals, mainly because people can't get away from the harsh realities of the streets.


I'm from the home of a million legends and trend settin' A lot of footsteps to follow, I've been steppin' Mind stressin' tryin' to find a record crime shreddin' Time precious, I ain't have rest since nine eleven
Rakim is acknowledging that he comes from a place with a ton of musical talent and influential figures, but that he still feels the pressure to create something unique and original. He also references the traumatic events of 9/11 and how they've affected his life since.


I live fast, hustle like today is my last I get cash, the struggle's like a day on the Ave. Crack bein' raw, gats squeezin' off Manhattan squeezin' off, from cats who tease with war
Rakim reflects on the intense pressure he feels to succeed and make money, while also noting how much violence and danger is present on the streets of New York.


The eve of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin' politics Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra Alicia Keys, Nas and Ra the gangsta's opera
Rakim sees the harsh realities of New York as a sign that an apocalypse may be coming, with evil forces controlling politics and every block being at risk. He also notes how different the city is from the era when Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra were popular, instead comparing it to the gritty music of Alicia Keys, Nas, and Rakim himself.


So New York City walk with me, talk gritty It's up to us New York it's our city Here the man come with the anthem, hands up It's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up
Rakim rallies the people of New York to join him in fighting for their city, and encourages them to embrace the gritty realities of their lives. He also proclaims that his music can serve as a rallying cry for those who are looking for inspiration.


New York, New York, New York New York City, whoa oh New York, New York, New York New York City, baby New York, New York, New York New York City, whoa oh New York, New York, New York New York City, baby
These lines serve as a refrain throughout the song, emphasizing Rakim's pride and love for his city.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ALICIA AUGELLO-COOK, ALICIA J AUGELLO-COOK, ERIC BARRIER, WILLIAM GRIFFIN, NASIR JONES, CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN, TANEISHA SMITH

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@BlueMoon561

The New york Roots ,
High Level Hip Hop , the finest
Old School massive ......Dope vibes , Still in Power
Rakim is one of the best ( for me the best)
Unbelieveable and fantastic albums with his rhythm brother Eric B
A revolutionnary performer , he take the style and bring it at the top ,
Respect to the Microphone Fiend !
Good vibes !
Thx (Old Skull Crew /BZH/Fr)



@prizmatik7710

Lyrics
If you was born in New York City let me hear say "You know that"!
You know that!
Hey yo, 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
Neighborhood's full of reps, cities are projects
Where the young cadets get stripes from the vets
And comrades quest to be the next, to fitness
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 gun smoke 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?
Hey yo, 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 watch
So bust the box, the radio station is Hot
Ease your mind staring at skylines from rooftops
Flip scripts for chips, and new whips off the lot
Quick to call a shot, politic 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 seeing's believing, we be achieving a lot
Since disc jocks created hip hop, check it out!
Queens, ya out there?
No doubt
Manhattan?
No doubt
New York City, Staten Island
New York, New York, Long Island
New York, ya out there?
Hey yo, we got five boroughs of ghettos
With many 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
DJ's and MC's and graffiti artists
Who use walls and subway trains for marquees
We go back to B-boys, break dancing, break beats
And it'll never cease, and on that note, we say peace



All comments from YouTube:

@giovannifilippini8578

Thanks to this guy I can't take seriously 70% of mainstream rappers nowadays. One of the greatests who inspired the greatests. King Rakim.

@jaywilley955

Thatโ€™s whats up

@macaseabey4133

Indeed... They Watered down the Watered down and then dumbed it up to continue to poison the youth... Old School Message Hip hop/
Rap is What's Good.. Sad and Hurtful to see the State of today's Entertainment ..Who is basically raising the Unfortunate Youth as far as the "Culture" goes.. Rakim ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ..

@richardanderson5389

While serving my country I can't be home. I just close my eyes and let Rakim take me home I feel every word & S/O to the greatest producer on Earth...Preeeeemoooo!!!

@leftysouthpawofdetttth7340

Thank you!!!

@UBZUKki

Rakim and Dj Premier....incredible combination...

@OpelClub98

death combination !

@michaelenders3600

I met Rakim in October 2019! One of the FINEST humans on god's earth! PEACE!!

@JulianJJM

Probably the best New York shout out track...

@julianmilnes9594

Rakim has just taken me on a ride through the city...

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