This is my song, we party on and on until the morn,
and no one, Mr. Green, can take it away
This is my song, before I take a fall people at the
war, and no one can take it away

I bust a shot for my brother,
two for my daughter, three for my people over seas getting slaughtered
I tried to go to Canada, they stopped me at the border
Told me that my record and my papers aren't in order
I say what? I'm a performer,
no longer selling those drugs out on the corner
But I do run down where court rub is the war end
I live in the city that's hot as a sauna but I'm calmer
I haven't been locked up in the longest so I , won't
tell me , my performance
But fame is my , and New York this is .
.. I do this song and I'm no sweet they know the car is
They cheer for us, they say so you got a dirty record so you gotta go
So I came back home, hold up rival,
made a couple spiritual moves I ease my ,
Spare my soul, 33 years old, 23 years here rapping like ,
And 12 years generation heat like a stove
I came out with the foodgies,
started making loocy, starting going out with the dames eating sushi
Went back to Polo, went back to Gucci,
went back to talking to these girls at the ,
They come 3 for a dollar, just like some ,

This is my song, we party on and on until the morn,
and no one, can take it away
This is my song, before I take a fall people at the
war, and no one can take it away

Man I grew up hard in Jersey 9 years after the riots
The first time we got passed me on ,
After that I shifted in applied it
Rolled it up fry it to watch weird science way before
my crack was taking the stove
Before D.B. got plat ,
Rest in peace I'm in the stair case pitching the o
Or experimenting with drugs deep in the stove
From out the hard men I'm fly without mission control
Like a pimp in this role cause he's whipping his whose
You can catch me in the streets like a why no
Act up and I'm coming straight up at you like a rhino
Man my cocaine white as albinos
I'm the main attraction you're a side show
And I'm hotter than a pyro in Cairo when I melt the
wax if you put me on a ,
Lift up caught back, bran and nina,
me and my girl get married, we're like brangelina
And I make bomb music, my producer's jewish, just like John Stuart
Run the streets from the Bronx to New York,
hit the club saying jeans and a new shirt
If there's any beef, I let the tool ,
Or you can get jumped like Q Berg

Yeah, this is for my people locked down just know you're
with the still with the seat when you're not around
Yeah, this is for my people in the street,
doing what they gotta do, kids gotta eat
Yeah, this is for my people wander round,
no more waiting in line it's about time
This is dedicated to the people in the hood,
no matter what city you're from, it's all good

This is my song, we party on and on until the morn,
and no one, can take it away
This is my song, , take a fall for the people that
are gone, and no one can take it away.

Thanks to Andrei