New York Flows x Don*t fuck the Fucker - Italo-Dance-Version

[singer A] New York to the future, baby We here Let's do it, let's do it I love it Off the dome, I'm delivering these strong frees This a message coming from Kamy Yeah, I'm about to drop this report This one going now to the people of New York People of New York, we surrounded by diversity People from all different parts of the earth Coming together right now to celebrate their own worth New Yorkers are smart, they are loud and they witty New Yorkers are strong, they work hard and they gritty Yeah, New Yorkers know how to overcome Through the cold winters, but they still get it done All of y'all are shining bright like the signs in Times Square People working all the way from Brooklyn out to the Queens Up in all five boroughs, we gon' keep it thorough People of New York, not one, but it's plural Shouts to New York City, that's the city that don't sleep Let's go Come on, yeah, yeah Don't sleep, yeah, yeah [transition] [singer B] Yeah... Cell Block 13... Steel doors... No mercy... No second chances... Don't fuck the fucker, Don't test the king, Some boys talk loud, But they ain't built for this thing. Concrete walls and fluorescent light, Twenty years of darkness, every damn night. Cold metal bunk and a number, no name, Everybody tough 'til they're trapped in the game. The yard got politics, The blocks got rules, Smart men survive, Only fools play fools. Every handshake matters, Every word got weight, One wrong move, Now you're dining with fate. No heroes here, No saints in sight, Just men trying hard To make it through the night. Steel bars... Cold hearts... Broken dreams... Fresh starts... Don't fuck the fucker, Don't test the king, Some boys talk loud, But they ain't built for this thing. The doors keep closing... The years keep rolling... The clock don't care... One rule remains... Don't... Fuck... The Fucker...