[Intro]
Oh shit
It's Gordo Frederico
It's the home of the World Trade
Home of Biggie Smalls
Home of Michael Jordan
Shawn Carter
Big Pun, Big L, shit
T.B.M., haha (B-X)

[Verse]
Welcome to New York City, hip-hop's birth certificate
Home of the cypher, words of significance
We started in the streets, now we paid to do it
Try and bring heat, act Dwayne, it's a different Wade/way to do it
'Cause now you slayin' in the home
We got the cold and the Tommy, stop playin' Jerome
You know that God's watchin', balls poppin'
Probably hit Trinidad hard but not Hopkins, it's boxing
Right, you know Felix, Trinidad
I'm gunnin' after whoever I feel who licks Trinidad
Should offend me right, that's why I'm grabbing it
Because that emcees like not havin' it
Wait, 'cause you think that there's no Biggie
Y'all gon' say whatever and it's no biggie
Or cause Pun ain't in attendance
Y'all gon' say whatever, no pun intended
Rest in peace Big L, I'm reppin' as well
Stop playin' with these Bird n***as, Kevin McHale
Violate, I annihilate, 'specially if you say
You a act, Will Smith, you an Enemy of the State
Maino checked you on Twitter, salute that's my n***a
That's how we all feel, now you gotta deal with the spitter
Frederico, New York's slick talker
King Arthur of the authors, I'm harder than what you offer
I'm still a mystery
Might be the most underrated in rap history
Still put you through misery
I put in work for the statue
Don't make me drop everything just so I can catch you
Things gotta change in this town
I don't care 'bout politics, I'm holding it down
It's where it come from, this is how we spit it
New York City my n***a, never forget it, Fresh