[00:00.00] 作词 : Carter, Russell
[00:03.43]Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhh
[00:07.51]This is educated thug MU-SIC, niggaz
[00:11.58]Life's a battle, mean streets eat you alive
[00:14.39]Blocks'll have you, tryin to maintain your course
[00:17.19]through the potholes and gravel
[00:18.69]Hot holes and what-have-you, tryin to clock dough
[00:22.25]Foes tryin to pop shots through you by code
[00:24.68]Pigs tryin to grab you and lock up your soul
[00:27.36]Through the Hot Apple, nighttime shots crackle
[00:29.05]（bucka bucka bucka） Fiends tryin to gaffle you
[00:32.42]Not only cokeheads but the Feds in the Mercuray Topaz
[00:35.18]after you, up the avenue
[00:37.50]Tryin to give you big numbers, you got math to do
[00:40.45]Tryin to make you miss summer, shit, that ain't cool
[00:43.15]I caught smaller cases tryin to get cap or two
[00:45.71]Up against the wall, tryin to pass through
[00:48.46]Ghost-like, hear the cries from the tortured souls
[00:51.14]Most nights, I hold my toast tight, and it goes like
[00:54.32]Jay-Z
[00:58.50]N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[01:03.24]N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[01:06.24]Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest
[01:11.50]Marcy.. Brooklyn..
[01:14.26]Yo; I come through, gettin money, sittin on twenties
[01:18.27]Niggaz throwin me shade, but ain't shit sunny
[01:21.09]Hot shells only thing niggaz could get from me
[01:23.59]Cocktails thrown in your living room, KA-BOOM
[01:25.96]I'm so confrontational;
[01:28.47]they shoulda never let me go on probation yo
[01:31.34]I'm a hustler; except that..
[01:33.32]no correctional facilities can correct that
[01:36.85]I took a step back, I viewed myself, seen where my head was at
[01:40.53]It's where that dough is gotta homey, get that
[01:42.62]Gotta get away, some try but head back
[01:45.07]Uhh, street smart niggaz got left back
[01:48.08]Some died, they left stacks
[01:50.03]Me, I ball right, and on top of that I'm dog nice
[01:53.40]Jigga been cold as fuck before ice
[01:55.90]Not before Christ, but a long fuckin time
[01:58.71]Get your mind right niggaz
[02:02.43]N.Y.M.P., the realest
[02:06.05]Uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[02:10.67]Uhh uh-huh, uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggaz
[02:17.32]Marcy.. feel me..
[02:20.08]I looked Death in the face years back
[02:22.20]I held tears back, I gathered myself and stared back
[02:25.33]I'm from where you don't crack, the weak don't live
[02:28.02]You gotta bounce back homey, the streets don't give
[02:30.76]I take and rape villages, who gon' stop him?
[02:33.46]Not Rudy Guiliani, not Hillary Rodham
[02:35.58]Still I still pop him
[02:37.83]Shit I grassy knoll and hilltop him, it's all political now
[02:42.14]I think big when I spit at you now
[02:44.45]Between my dog and the figures, the four gonna get'cha
[02:46.57]Between life and death, they killed my spirit
[02:49.50]So what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball
[02:53.32]I ? myself, teacher said I was a lost cause
[02:56.02]cause I used to roam them halls
[02:57.64]Still I spit knowledge, dropped out of high school, skipped college
[03:00.40]Who woulda thought I'd make it ＂Big＂ like Ms. Wallace?
[03:04.46]Uhh, yeah, N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[03:09.76]Brooklyn, what? N.Y.M.P., the realest niggaz
[03:15.07]Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggaz
[03:20.68]Marcy.. Brooklyn, N.Y.M.P. the realest, feel me
[03:27.06]Educated, thug mu-sic niggaz
[03:31.14]This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project
[03:37.73]Real shit, N.Y.M.P. the realest niggaz
[03:42.17]Marcy, Brooklyn, stompin grounds
[03:46.03]Fuck with me