[Chorus]:
It's all in your mind
Hip hop's alive but it's on the decline
New York, New York n***as runnin' out of time
Whatchu gon' do n***a? How you gon' shine?
We runnin' out of time
You can see the sun till your eyes go blind
You can be the one that meet the chrome .45
You can be the one that don't die
So run and hide
You runnin' out of time

[Verse One]:
Music I make is like, somethin' to take at night
Stronger than Vicodin, music will save your life
I can't prescribe it to you, only describe it for you
It's like a bitch tryin' to squeeze money out of dudes
First time she meet him, try to beat him and bait him
I'm like a pimp that keep the key to every suite that I stay in
All the freaks that I dated ain't get their numbers deleted
It's called emergency ass, I call 'em whenever needed
Years thinkin' I could never get that swag back
Whatever you thinkin', I'm thinkin' ten steps past that
I seen what you drivin' n***a go 'head just crash that
I'd rather flip crack with heavy checks from ASCAP
My n***as will love me and some might hate me
Don't wanna cross the line young blood, don't make me
I'll hurt you up severely, I know that you hear me
Just before you got scared and your eyes was teary
You heard me say...