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The New York Room I Wear Your Ring

the melancholy I keen for thee this melody waiting for your bell to call me for you to summon me keeper of dreams I wear your ring with quiet tears I

your pager With my cup of Maxwell coffee, I like niggas whose Bossy Fuck the critics I press your back Steam burn through your straight leg jeans Soakin your

a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute Things can get pretty strange In a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York

Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes New York City, don't get it confused Your song will last as long as your

volcanoes Eat like Sopranos gold bars and ? Word to Funkmaster Flex, theres a vacancy in New York So I volunteered to be the new king New car, new ring

50 Cent:] Oh yeah Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Some say i'm paranoid I say i'm careful about how I chose my friends Been to ICU once and I ain't going

please I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes New York City, don't get it confused Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove

volcanoes Eat like Sopranos gold bars and ? Word to Funkmaster Flex, theres a vacancy in New York So I volunteered to be the new king New car, new ring

since I got the inf. Dot on your head, take all your strength Yeah, I'm in it for the green I'll get up in your seam while I'm sonning you like a nigga