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New York, New York
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The Sugarhill Gang
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: The Greatest Hits
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New York New York, big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way aroundToo much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!A castle in the sky, one mile high Built to shelter the rich and greedy Rows of eyes, disguised as windows Looking down on the poor and the needy Miles of people, marching up the avenue Doin' what they gotta do, just to get by I'm living in the land of plenty and many But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know whyToo much, too many people, too much Too much, too many people, too much!A man's on a ledge, says he's gonna jump People gather round, said, "He won't he's just a chump" 'Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed His mortgage is due and his marriage is through He says he ain't gonna pay no child support Because the bitch left him without a second thought He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet She even left his clothes out in the street He keeps hearing noises when he's at home He always hears voices when he's all alone His wife took the kids, the car and the crib In this man's world, so much for Women's LibNew York New York big city of dreams But everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I know my way aroundDown in the Village, you might think I'm silly But you can't tell the women from the men sometimes They're sugar and spice and everything nice But when you get 'em home ain't no telling what you find Right next door is a little old man I seen him eating dog food out of a can He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat I barely can stand, on my own two feet I got a bad habit and I just can't break it Something's on my mind and I just can't shake it I need some time, and I want some space I gotta get away from the human race"Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) Too much, too many people, too much! Raaah!Staring at a skyscraper reaching into heaven When over in the ghetto I'm livin in hell Just play ball or be an entertainer 'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well Nobody loves me, nobody cares I dreamed about a life but I'm livin in a nightmare Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown!Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, Huh, Hee, HUH!If only I could sleep just ten more minutes I might find the strength to make another day If I didn't have to get up and do my thing I would probably sleep my whole life away I messed up a nice dream, somethin' bout ice cream Whipped cream, fruits and a cherry on top Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop I sho' gotta learn to use my mind I don't wanna be kissing nobody's behind Just standin' on line lookin' like a jerk Gotta get off my butt and do a full day's work I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash Should'a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat Who you lookin at with a face like that?New York New York big city of dreams Everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way aroundOn 42nd Street, lookin for some action Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction One young punk just leaning on the fence Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands Just did a stick-up, just got picked up One dead punk, killed by the manNew York New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seem You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way aroundToo much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha) Too much, too many people, too much! Huh!A baby cries and a mother dies And the tears fall from the doctor's eyes Because in this room, on this day The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh! The gift of life really means a lot And in the ghetto your life is all you got So you take to the streets, trying to exist In the trash and slime of a world like this What you watch on TV tells you what life is supposed to be But when you look outside the only thing you see Is the poverty stricken reality, Heh! Abandoned places, angry faces Much hate and hunger throughout the races You say, "I'm grown and I'm on my own So why don't everybody just leave me alone!" Now you stay at home, talking on the phone Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone They never took the time to tell you 'bout sex So you had to learn about it in the discotheques Nine months later, the baby is there And the Nigga that did it said, "I don't care!" You don't have enough money to help feed two So you have to choose between the baby and you The sky was crying, rain and hail When you put your baby in the garbage pail Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid And you tried to forget what you just did, Huh! The muffled screams of a dying baby Was enough to drive the young mother crazy So she ran in the rain trying to ease the pain Huh huh, And she drove herself insaneNew York New York big city of dreams But everything in New York ain't always what it seem You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way aroundToo much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha) Too much, too many people, too much! HUH!New York New York big city of dreams But everything in New York ain't always what it seem You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and I know my way aroundToo much, too many people, too much (haha ha ha) Too much, too many people, too much
Это интересно:The Sugarhill Gang («Шугархилл Гэнг») — американская рэп-группа, чей дебютный сингл «Rapper’s Delight» 1979 года ознаменовал начало индустрии хип-хопа, о котором до того времени в массовой культуре не было понятия. Все участники родом из нью-йорка: Wonder Mike, Big Bank Hank и Master Gee.Группа была собрана почти случайно за один день Сильвией Робинсон, владельцем Sugar Hill Records, находящемся в Нью-Джерси. В порыве вдохновения... продолжение
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