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spit syndicate - day in the bronx lyrics

[intro: jimmy nice]
hey, hey
stepping out the shadows, i’m just a kid
standing on the corner where sean and duster did
mad burners {laughs}
let’s get ’em diddy

[chorus 1: jimmy nice]
stepping out the shadows, i’m just a kid
standing on the corner where sean and duster did
mad burners, stay earnest at all cost
check out the story ’bout my day in the bronx
the land of the free, home of the brave
more specifically new york city, walk with me now
hey, walk with me now
walk with me

[verse 1: jimmy nice]
put my quarter in the phone and homie answered
get a taxi to broadway like tony danza
catch the l all the way to green point
and don’t be late, throw the paint up in my homie’s lancer
in the back of the subway car
like a clippin’ at a subway, [?] he asked
“have you ever been in the bronx?” my response
“the furthest we ever got was hearin’ [?]
nothing soft comes outta here, you know the saying
driving over the bridge with “beauty in the bricks” playing, and
my idol be in the p-ssenger seat
seeing matte black, tatts crew, back street
kids just playing, strangers smiling with black t–th
gold rope, a denim jacket and back piece, and
in the middle of it all is little me
in the jungle, to the puzzle i am the masterpiece

[interlude (sampled): [?]]
when you’re young you don’t wanna do the same thing that everyone else is doing, because it seems boring. we were just doing it to be bad and anti, like ‘oh, look at the garbage. this is the garbage.’

[verse 2: jimmy nice]
now before the critics blast me for staying a master
juggling they laptops and cold pasta
man, i just wanted to paint in ny alongside timo
and now i done both over barb wires like we toast
check it, no credit, but kobe said it
if i want something i go get it (go)
gold letters emblazoned on train facades
tales from the yards, facial scars [?]
and even though we worlds apart they respect the kid
because of the respect i give
d told me, ‘make the letters pop, sport arrows
rock the light blue like it’s out of a drop shadow’
we here, we up beers across the street
sunsettin’ beyond the belly of the beast, and
in the middle of it all is little me
while the og’s spark cigars and pick apart my piece

[pre-chorus: jimmy nice, nick lupi & [?]]
said, i’m gonna find my way
no matter where i am (uh)
i’m everywhere the wind blows
just open up your windows (yeah)
said, i’m gonna find my way
no matter where i stand
i’m everywhere the wind blows (yeah)
just open up your windows [?]

[chorus 2: jimmy nice, nick lupi & [?]]
young man landed in the land of the free
the home of the brave (uh)
hey, said the land of the free
the home of the brave (uh, come on, ayy)
i said the land of the free, home of the brave
more specifically new york city, walk with me now
walk with me now
talk to me

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