She said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down One more time with feeling Don't leave me all alone Just drop me off at home I said, don't let your future be destroyed by my past. She said,

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

Through the years You've never let me down You turned my life around The sweetest days I've found I've found with you Right here with you It's better everyday You've kissed my tears away As long as it's okay

She was the one that got away The one that wrecked my heart I should've never let her go I should've begged her to stay She rolled in My little sandy town She spent the summer there A couple houses down Well it was magic in the air

Don't you think they'd know what I'm worth? I'm high as a kite Flying like a beautiful bird Why I gotta come down to earth? I think I'm going parasailing Miles above, it's so serene I'm letting go of all the troubles That I've seen, that I've seen Way up

Somewhere nice we can be alone Don't be sad when the sun goes down You'll wake up and I'm not around We'll still have the summer after all Hey there summer boy Let's get lost you can take me home Bikini tops, coming off Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I went down to the station I leaned against the door She rides on eastern You on the train You know I know the Empire State Any time I hear her blow Then I ask the depot agent Let me ride, let me ride the blind Oh depot agent

I'm gettin' up soon in the mornin' I believe I'll dust my broom I'm gonna write a letter Telephone every town I know Wants every downtown man she meets I believe, I believe my time ain't long I quit the best girl I'm lovin' Now my friends can get in my

Either let me fly, or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'mma die anyway, I'mma live on But I'll be gone any day Or give me death, uh uh uh, or take my breath I'mma die anyway, but I'll be gone any day Hold me down, niggas

I'm in a New York state of mind Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me cause I've let it slide I don't care if it's Chinatown or on