Released on June 19, 2012

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[Joey Styles:]

Harlem specifically where the original gangster New Jack is standing by. I'd like to warn viewers up front that I'm sure this interview is going to be inappropriate in more ways then we can enlist in one hour. Viewer discretion is sincerely advised

(La musica de Harry Fraud)


[New Jack:]

I said 'you meet me in Harlem'

I said 'we ain't gonna do this in the studio'

I said 'we ain't gonna do this is a setting where it's safe'

I said 'you bring your ass to Harlem'

And I put up with a lot of bullshit, but it don't matter

Because I have established myself as the original gangster

Not the original prankster

I don't rap about it

I don't sing about it

This what I do

(Riiiiiggghhhtt)


[Verse 1]

I said wake up muthafuckas, it's for so long you could sleep

I'm like Freddy in your dreams appearing live up on yo street

They ki-ki-ki, ha ha ha, but it's so long they could play

Try to hold a nigga down but every doggy has its day

Killing em calm, tuck 'em, face down

You don't really wanna step in my playground

I-I-I'm a, I'm a class act, you looking at the real life Blade Brown

You acting like I won't abuse niggas, square ass lame Duncan Pinderhughes niggas

I can send a few triggers at ya door on some Calvin shit

Then barge through that muthafucka on some violence shit

So have it your way Nigga pick your poison

Shorty keep talking that ya ya you shit but bitch I'm way iller than ya boyfriend

Plus I make more money, you think he cool cause he ball over seas?

Right, shit I ball overseas too

I'm in the game he won't ever see the league truuuuuuue!


[New Jack:]

I said cause nigga I make money'

I put asses in seats

That's why I'm there (ya know what I mean)

That's why New Jack is where he is (ya know what I mean)

Because I put asses in seats


[Verse 2]

It's the highest in charge, you muthafuckas got fat while we starved

You need to hold your guard instead of gossiping and holding ball

Wo-wo-word to my word to my mother, cold as ice shit I need my own cover

The shit that I riddle should have me right in the middle

Cause some of these niggas ain't even did what I did on the come up

Sold out tours on the come up (one up)

Album in the stores 2 summers (one up)

Adam Vinatieri how I kick it (punter)

Underground king, Big Bunna (what up)

9/11 I'm alive man, the way a nigga ball shit I might need a Heisman

Nah! Fuck that I'mma hustle, I'mma need a gold Bill Russell

Right, and a few rings, king Raw papers filled with butane

R&B bitch with a cute thang, and a Jeffrey type nigga like "you rang"

Ha! and some OG, preferably from Oakland

I don't care if you's a mile away, you can smell what the Kushed God smoking

Riiiiiiiiight!


[New Jack:]

And I don't ask nobody to do nothin for me

Because I do what the fuck I wanna do (ya know what I mean)

If you don't like what I do

Turn the channel

Watch the fake shit

But this is New Jack