Que pasa, New York? New York City, back in New York City, New York City Standing on the corner Just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can" His name was David Peel

*Nas talking* "The light is there." See I come from Mississippi I was young and runnin' wild Ended up in New York City, where I had my first child I named the boy Nasir, all the boys call him Nas I told him as a youngster, he'll be the greatest man

And I know that you don't But if I ask you if you love me I hope you li-li-li-lie You look happy Flashing back to New York City Changing flights so you'd stay with me Now I wish we'd never met 'Cause you're too hard to forget

Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ Walkin' after dark In the New York City park The blood left on the dance floor Runnin', runnin' red The bullet that you asked for Killin' you to death Voices in my head are sayin'

New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another To know what it's like to love somebody the way I love you To know how it feels to kill yourself with bad

Gonna hitch a ride Head for the other side Leave it all behind Never change my mind Gonna sail away Sun lights another day Freedom on my mind Carry me away for the last time Day is night in New York City

That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on There's a room in a hotel in New York City And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on Up above our heads droning on and on and on The

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

Heart breaker, heart breaker Oh yeah, oh yeah Want to tear your world apart I want to tear that world The police in New York City They chased a boy right through the park And in a case of mistaken identity The put a bullet through his heart Heart

Angel angel of Harlem It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like a Christmas tree Tonight this city belongs to me