I Am Many - Real New York lyrics

[Intro: Homeboy Sandman] Sosa I promise Sosa Sosa Sosa [Verse 1: Homeboy Sandman] Hey yo I'm all better Far as trades go, jack of all Back and forth Preponderance of y'all Jabberjaws jacking off Don't make me take my jacket off Knock it off Check out them broads I be knocking off Dropping off Top it off Anytime I take a loss, shake it off (word) You don't want no beef stroganoff You don't get no beats, you just be strokin' off You don't get broken off You are not hot enough for taking they clothing off You are not cold enough I am not going hard I'm holding off Go and take Tylenol You do not got the balls You don't know how to ball, not at all You might need Ritalin or Adderall You might be better off sitting at your pad playing paddleball You don't wanna battle with a cat with my catalogue Digital or an*logue Even with a cannonball or cattle prod Better flee to Myanmar or Zanzibar Peeling through Babylon Hands not on handlebars You ain't got the acumen to handle bars You should just pack it in You are just saccharin mallomars Know that y'all fans of ours You talk sh** like senators Go half a** like minotaurs Homey we the Julliard Rest of y'all are kindergarten Me and I Am Many like oil and vinegar Ggrraahhh!!! [Hook: Homeboy Sandman] Y'all don't know about the real New York Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that's work) Y'all don't know about the real New York I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that's true) Y'all don't know about the real New York Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that's work) Y'all don't know about the real New York I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that's true) Tell 'em! [Verse Two: I Am Many] Bar hopping, car robbing, purse snatching Rapping a perverse verse in reverse, he first, it's me verse the earth, (breath) nickel bag of dirt Triple fat goose & boom box booming Ba ba ba ba ba ba booming I'm at the park doing the barbecue Sharp du, due to what the barber do Barbra cute, little mean I don't mean to bother you I do mean to borrow you There's a part of me that goes with a part of you Seeing citi bikes go unharmed is horrible Don't these yuppie f** heads bother you? Now you're wearing helmets, some pair of balls Hope you make the wrong turn somewhere and fall The white wife beater reign supreme over all with the exception of the denim overalls f** it it's IAMMANY, sh** try to impress him I step in the session rep'n the reckoning Beckoning veterans Stepping to better men But I'm OK Solo, the incredible letterman They don't want to let him in, cause they don't want to let him win A gentleman slash Rebel, level x general, the greatest bravest fakers get the testicles..... Out [Hook: Homeboy Sandman] Y'all don't know about the real New York Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that's work) Y'all don't know about the real New York I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that's true) Y'all don't know about the real New York Boy Sand come and tell you bout the real New York (well that's work) Y'all don't know about the real New York I Am Many had to tell you bout the real New York (well that's true) Tell 'em!