Artist: The Godfathers (Kool G Rap & Necro) Album: Once Upon a Crime Song: The City Typed by: Matt Jost (w/ help from liner notes) New York City Let's bring it back [ VERSE 1: Necro ] Bitch, this verse is your obituary, hit you very hard Till you twitch like Klitschko, split ya, get you worried Shoot that piece of chit, 8-inch-blade-gut you Flinch when I cut you, headbutt you in a clinch Sharp axe up your cardiovascular, spill your plasma Smooth like a jazz player, blast Slayer You're dearly departed in a casket Full of bullets after I blast at your head Leave you with a Raspberry Beret Massacred, found in a barn in Nebraska Cold like Alaska, legend like Sasquatch The definition of masaculine and mass killing Dusted like Joplin, dropping mescaline Strychnine, rat killer, pest control Kill you like cholesterol Rapping death, I'm the best of all time Let's celebrate a festival of crime Digestible, fresh, if you test, I'II pull the nine New York City [ CHORUS ] Pop nines, slummin in the city Packin my gat, gettin dirty and gritty Cop dimes, sellin in the city Cut the back of your neck, GEMStar, not pretty (Slice) [ VERSE 2: Kool G Rap ] On the verge of a murder wave, burner spray Mercury tips shit, vibrate every disc in your vertebrae Viet veteran, vest, desert of metal and Sword for severin heads off, get Red Cross Hostile mentality, no hospitality Considerin what the hospital bed cost Get John Lennon'd, cronz bomb your linen Lend 'em a few from out the Remington Word is bond, you're feminine Blow slugs, get no love, this ain't Wimbledon Deadly stares for teddy bears, my thugs Gremlins Real dealy like hillbillies, you still silly Leave you still as Achilles, under lilies with steel, feel me? Smooth jiggaboo, trigger crew, blickers move Better respect the sket or hit the deck like skipper shoes Ridicule, I'ma riddle dudes, the kid loose Use the ratchet in the blackjacket to twist a screw [ CHORUS ] Queens, nigga Brooklyn, kid Bronx Shaolin Manhattan, rep that Queens, nigga Brooklyn, kid, New York City NYC