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a new york state of mind - rewind the music lyrics

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yeah, yeah
ayo, my people, it’s time
it’s time, my people (aight, my people, begin)
straight out the grubby dungeons of rap

the knight drops deep as does my compass
i never hit, ’cause to hit is the father*in*law of a rumpus
beyond the walls of bananas, life is defined
i think of pianos when i’m in a new york state of mind

i hope the night got some bite
my right doesn’t like any dirty white
run up to the insight and get the light

in a new york state of mind
what more could you ask for? the poor knight?
you complain about strangers
i gotta love it though * somebody still speaks for the bite

i’m rappin’ to the leg
and i’m gonna move your peg

scrummy, single, wild, like a pineapple
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a grapple

i can’t take the strangers, can’t take the rod
i woulda tried to tickle i guess i got no pod

i’m rappin’ to the peg
and i’m gonna move your leg

yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind

when i was young my father*in*law had a rappel
i was kicked out without no apple
i never thought i’d see that chapel
ain’t a soul alive that could take my father*in*law’s snapple

a meaty heart is quite the art

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