I can't lie, that NY, NY is some true unadulterated lyrical viciousness.

With that said I still can't put it above 36 chambers though. That would be like putting Cliff Notes over the actual book
Been on this planet for 25 years and still strong
The world's rotten like the veins in my father's arm
I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah
World going in flames like Sodom and Gomorrah
nikkas dried up, laying in the box from the virus
Commercial thugs try to bust gats at the livest
This life of crime only will shine real survivors
Y'all half-way nikkas, I advise you not to try this
So brace yourself before you get yourself laced
fukking with the sick Arabic Scarface
La ilaha illallah illallah
You're fukking with the God that's Gomar Oz Dubar
Official, my missile rips through your bone gristle
While you sneak thieving nikkas get locked and blow the whistle
For the jake, my mouthpiece remains minute
Team made my bail, scooped me up in the Lex Coupe
Now I'm out, back to the galaxy of Queens
In between the crime scenes serving fans like fiends
Fiends, fiends, fiends...
So it seems...
Eternally, the game reverse and burn me
My man turned state's and took the 1 to 3
Snitching on me, how could it be? We was team
I guess we got divided by the cream
FBI ran in my crib, where I live
Snatched my wife, child welfare took my kids
Yo I can't live, I got hit with double life bid
From the stress, my head throbbing like a tumor
Its one o'clock make a salat, I catch Jumu'ah
Lay down my towel slide off my suede Pumas
The rumors spread around the jail like that
Been down for six joints holding down this flat
Latin Kings do they thing, ice pick for gat
Trying to lay my God Body cats all on they back
But never that