NYC State Of MInd
Trapped behind the thought of danger
The bronx or shall i say most people full of anger
Growing up in a cloud of smoke
Yet it raised me thats what i love the most
It teaches you how to be humble and never lose it
Because not everyone is your big influence
Riding the trains through the tunnels watching the light
Just to come home watching people struggle and fight
Always stay true to yourself because everyone struggle
Always have a new york state of mind with a dash of hussle
Always have a new york state of mind with a dash of hussle
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