96 Knicks - World's Fair

Define synergy, divine energy

In my prime like Nas in '95 but I’m down to ride on my enemy

You ain’t down to ride?

Well you better be, better get a vibe, get a better me

Never let her mind, never let a dime, never let a rhyme get ahead of me

That just ain’t in my pedigree, this song still hurts til I hit the hearse

Dope man that saved yo mystery as we’ll go down in history

That world’s fair, that Queens shit, that New York, that dream shit

That all-star, that team shit, the kings stacks in yo queen bitch

'96 Knicks and I’m feelin like

Houston fresh off the bench, with them clutch, 3 pointers

Got some weed for my consumption, shows from Queens to London

Got them fans screamin lyrics that I wrote in my apartment

After every show they be screamin for an encore

They jumpin off of shit, Got em thinkin it’s parkour

In a foreign car, Testarosa dreamin

The way they changed leanin, got them little hookers screamin

World’s Fair!

World’s Fair!

This is it (what?) for the chip (what?)

We go out swinging before we can ever quit (what? what? what?)

Clear the bench (what?) catch a tech (what?)

It’s like Miami and the Knicks, '96 (what? what? what?)

We haven’t got what we earned

How you gon tell us that the World’s Fair, World’s Fair

And now we getting some burn

And now they screamin out the World’s Fair, World’s Fair

It’s off the books this year, look at this here

We getting mad money on computer desk chairs

We ain’t new but this is ludicrous, how far that we got

We still record on the block with those that must’ve forgot

The only handout that I’m takin is a coupon, get yo group on

So hot up in the club I’m gonna take my shoes off

When all said and done it’s gonna be my scene reppin

My heart is colder than Wesson vivisection

Mind of a master, never minding the master

Still a bachelor, 6 degrees to separate the feelings captured

I ain’t gon tell you, waste my time or my year

I just do it, and when it happens look at you like yea

I’m light years ahead of you, might see us but the coast is clear

Who I’m supposed to fear?

Flow like supernovas solar flare

Sneaking through the back just to see us front and center

World’s Fair starting line-up, dim the lights down when we enter

This is it (what?) for the chip (what?)

We go out swinging before we can ever quit (what? what? what?)

Clear the bench (what?) catch a tech (what?)

It’s like Miami and the Knicks, '96 (what? what? what?)

We haven’t got what we earned

How you gon tell us that the World’s Fair, World’s Fair

And now we getting some burn

And now they screamin out the World’s Fair, World’s Fair

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