Текстове на песни:
The New York Room Inside The Dream

touch 'Cause we don't have enough Don't let your hopes get high 'Cause girls like you can't fly Oh, the long nights in the small room With the big dreams

still dancin, young, black and handsome Sean Jean 2 peice smellin better than ?? New York Nicks, courtside, nigga And1 I can stop making the bands, cuz i am one New york

an OFFICER) Let me out, I got to Go back for my bride [KIM] Listen someone! My husband Is waiting inside [CHRIS] (telephoning, inside the Embassy

've got your cocaine in your gucci shoes You've got your palm springs tan in the new york news You don't like champagne but you take another sip Inside

dirty Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey Niggas ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime My room like the million dollar bill

I didn't know at all On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside Lines were drawn around

of Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave Disco Dave (E) Hello Brooklyn Hello Brooklyn New York, New York

Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map that brought Columbus to New York Betwixt between the East and west he calls on her

than a circular from the amalgamated aluminum company of america inquiring into his zoning needs. at least they cared enough to E. it was a new york