Luyện nghe bài hát New York's Not My Home

Oh no, oh no, we go now
Oh no, oh no, we go now
Oh no, oh no, we go now
Oh no

to New York to cut my first LP
Ridin' Broadway in a taxi
Hang a at 25th
a little too swift, Jo
Let me out, I'm gonna from here on
Here's bucks, you drive like a moron
Lost in the and I'm all alone

New York's not my home

If the, in the village just illin with a in a brown bag
I'm freaks and also fags
I see a set of nice legs my site
But a fuckin' transvestite
in the daylight
Now I'm trippin' and I'm like
But I take sip and say to each his own
He'd get distant Detroit but I'll him alone

'Cause New not my home

Now, but now if sounds are knockin' to the cool Kid Rockin'
Has got your jockin'
Take a chill pill man, close your flap
'Cause like the Piston Joe, I'm back to back
With a track, uh, that's just too
I got my pistol packed and a fifth of Jim
Only and my name ain't Wilbur
But I pull more hoes then Jon Silver

I dress up or try to look pretty
Instead I the house in every major city
the tip of Maine to the coast of Cali
I get down and I in the valley
say I'm from the Bronx or Brookland zones

'Cause New York's not my

After Eighth Ave in the forty deuce, it's like a freak
A lot of hookers try to pop that
So I walk with a limp when I pimp
Or co-mack hoes if I'm illin with the Beast Crew
It's pickin' up, ill check fact
These fuckers pay over two fifty for a big mac
Congested, overcrowded, cya, I'm

New York's not my home