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The official lyric video for "Breathe" off Iron Solomon's debut album "Monster" out March 27th via Royal / 3D.
Verse 1 (Iron Solomon):
My girl say I ain't home enough, or I be on the phone too much//
Baby sister growin' up I ain't around to show her stuff//
Progress slowin' up, sometimes the road is rough//
Gas bill overdue, headed for the coldest months//
Patience bein' tested, way too many questions//
Thought I had the answers, maybe I was guessin'//
Keep makin' the same mistake, never learn my lesson//
I see the progression, seems that I'm regressin'//
Tired of bein' wired, need an outlet for aggression//
Tired of bein' tired, still stuck in this depression//
Feel like I'm destined to be in this profession//
Family thin I'm crazy, 'cause of my complexion//
Chorus (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
Breath, take time to reflect,
When I'm stressed and my mind is a wreck
I need a moment to Breath, try to unwind for a sec'
'Cause I can feel it in my spine and my neck
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
Verse 2 (Iron Solomon):
Now a hand full of new Jacks dealt into the game//
Wanna pull the king's card, so they mentionin' my name//
Tryina up the ante 'cause they're jealous of the fame//
But they know I'm at a level that they never could attain//
So now they try to undermine everything I've gained//
New flavor every week, but the recipe's the same//
It's the pressures of the game, I'm weathering the rain//
To get to the sunshine, no pleasure without pain//
But still, I can't believe its my name you clowns sayin'//
The trail I blazed in the lane you now race in//
But I paved the ground and laid the foundation//
You can't take my crown, just pray for salvation//
But I ain't hatin', no I been supportive//
So I ain't even mad at 'em, I'm just disappointed//
But I can't lose my mind and react off of foolish pride//
Move in stride, let 'em throw stones 'til I'm crucified//
Chorus (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
Breath, take time to reflect,
When I'm stressed and my mind is a wreck
I need a moment to Breath, try to unwind for a sec'
'Cause I can feel it in my spine and my neck
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
Verse 3 (Iron Solomon):
I choke and wheeze, smokin' trees like the cure for my own disease//
The only way I know to keep my soul at ease//
I been searching for a slow release from the dose of grief//
That always seems to undermine the goals I've reached//
I don't know if I should give up and go to sleep//
Or keep breaking day, stay awake to follow hopeless dreams//
But I'm feeling like I'm kneeling on broken knees//
Chasing dreams like Jason with the Golden Fleece//
'Cause when I find it I'm a hold a feast//
Invite all the beasts, so each one of us could try to hold a peace//
Peace, 'cause we could fight for it forever//
But we'll all probably prosper if we fight for it together//
The triflin' for cheddar is stiflin' the pleasure//
The merit of my music a miser couldn't measure//
A true sinner's conscience is lighter than a feather//
Try to keep this all in mind when I'm sizing up the treasure//
And I breathe
Chorus (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
Breath, take time to reflect,
When I'm stressed and my mind is a wreck
I need a moment to Breath, try to unwind for a sec'
'Cause I can feel it in my spine and my neck
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
I need a moment to breath (Breathe!)
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Download Iron Solomon's new banger "Empire" featuring Talib Kw...
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Download Iron Solomon's new banger "Empire" featuring Talib Kweli on iTunes: http://bit.ly/zhbS0G
The official lyric video for "Empire" featuring Talib Kweli off Iron Solomon's debut album "Monster" out March 27th via Royal / 3D.
Intro (Samples):
New York, New York (New York, New York)
And you say New York City (Louder!)
My city, my home
Watch out! We run New York! (New York City)
My city, my home (New York, New York)
And you say New York City
New York
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ahh, ahh
Verse 1 (Iron Solomon):
I'm from the home of the hustler, born with a mean mug//
Talk fast and we walk fast, keep up//
Step with a different rhythm//
Try to make the most of what little we been given by the city that we live in//
Where the Wall Street intellect and street smarts intersect//
And "dog eat dog"'s the law that's in effect//
Tryin' to get even for the odds that we overcomin'//
So we can hear the sirens from the coppers but no one's runnin'//
No matter what we facin' we don't turn a cheak// (Bo!)
The highest currency is courage in these urban streets// (Bo!)
We in-a-gadda-da-vida where people poppin' they heaters//
We never follow our leaders p-preachers prophets and teachers//
Where Lady Liberty's livin' but we ain't gotten to see her//
I swear the cabs'll run you over without stoppin' the meter//
B-b-but you can never count us, even when we down and out//
With nothin' to be proud about, still the people shoutin' out//
Hook (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
Verse 2 (Talib Kweli):
Yo, I'm from the home of the stick-up kid, we always show the streets love//
Talk fast, plus we walk fast, keep up//
I step over Gutter Rainbows, wishing I could give away millions like I was Maino//
You know how the gutter slang go//
If you listen to Big L, Ebonics was the meanest//
The bombers made it tragic, but we rose up from the ashes//
Like the promise of the Phoenix, I promise you we eatin'//
Won't you stop bein' greedy, we too hot for TV//
Panasonic or the Zenith, I roll with Brooklyn Vegans//
Just for lookin' leave ya leakin', central bookin' at the precinct//
Since a youth I grew up in New York, I draw the parallels//
Detention that was jail, snitches is the tattle tails//
Epitaphs is racial, "fuck how niggas and the crackers feel"//
Its tragic how our whips got more gadgets than the Batmobile//
The inspiration for Gotham, the metropolitan's rotten//
Stay on top of the problems, 'cause we comin' from the bottom, got 'em//
Hook (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
Bridge (Iron Solomon):
New York, New York
Bo!
New York, New York
Bo!
New York, New York
Bo!
New York, New York
(Isaiah):
New York, New York (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh) And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
New York
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ahh, ahh
Verse 3 (Iron Solomon):
As a teen I sold twenties, spendin' my own money//
Steppin' out my parents' house the city was home to me//
In Riverside Park we would kick it after dark//
By the pier, with some beers, and the piff that we would spark//
Then run up in house parties and turn 'em to our party//
The neighbors would call cops, 'cause we would get wild rowdy//
'Nother night, 'nother page written in life's journal//
9 million stories in a city with 5 boroughs//
Different backgrounds but we came through the same struggle//
Dreamin' of fame we wrote our names on the train tunnels//
Runnin' 'round the city like rats in crawl spaces//
Catchin' court cases for jackin' North Faces//
Chasin' the fast life, we know that its too short//
And breathin' the air here's like smokin' a Newport//
My home is in New York like Biggie in Bed Stuy//
We live and we let die, the City of NY//
Outro (Isaiah):
(City!)
New York, New York (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh) And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
With me in my heart
Weather I'm here or gone
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Download Iron Solomon's new banger "Empire" featuring Talib Kw...
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Download Iron Solomon's new banger "Empire" featuring Talib Kweli on iTunes: http://bit.ly/zhbS0G
The official lyric video for "Empire" featuring Talib Kweli off Iron Solomon's debut album "Monster" out March 27th via Royal / 3D.
Intro (Samples):
New York, New York (New York, New York)
And you say New York City (Louder!)
My city, my home
Watch out! We run New York! (New York City)
My city, my home (New York, New York)
And you say New York City
New York
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ahh, ahh
Verse 1 (Iron Solomon):
I'm from the home of the hustler, born with a mean mug//
Talk fast and we walk fast, keep up//
Step with a different rhythm//
Try to make the most of what little we been given by the city that we live in//
Where the Wall Street intellect and street smarts intersect//
And "dog eat dog"'s the law that's in effect//
Tryin' to get even for the odds that we overcomin'//
So we can hear the sirens from the coppers but no one's runnin'//
No matter what we facin' we don't turn a cheak// (Bo!)
The highest currency is courage in these urban streets// (Bo!)
We in-a-gadda-da-vida where people poppin' they heaters//
We never follow our leaders p-preachers prophets and teachers//
Where Lady Liberty's livin' but we ain't gotten to see her//
I swear the cabs'll run you over without stoppin' the meter//
B-b-but you can never count us, even when we down and out//
With nothin' to be proud about, still the people shoutin' out//
Hook (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
Verse 2 (Talib Kweli):
Yo, I'm from the home of the stick-up kid, we always show the streets love//
Talk fast, plus we walk fast, keep up//
I step over Gutter Rainbows, wishing I could give away millions like I was Maino//
You know how the gutter slang go//
If you listen to Big L, Ebonics was the meanest//
The bombers made it tragic, but we rose up from the ashes//
Like the promise of the Phoenix, I promise you we eatin'//
Won't you stop bein' greedy, we too hot for TV//
Panasonic or the Zenith, I roll with Brooklyn Vegans//
Just for lookin' leave ya leakin', central bookin' at the precinct//
Since a youth I grew up in New York, I draw the parallels//
Detention that was jail, snitches is the tattle tails//
Epitaphs is racial, "fuck how niggas and the crackers feel"//
Its tragic how our whips got more gadgets than the Batmobile//
The inspiration for Gotham, the metropolitan's rotten//
Stay on top of the problems, 'cause we comin' from the bottom, got 'em//
Hook (Iron Solomon & Isaiah):
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
New (my city, my home)
York (New York, New York)
City!
(Louder!)
Bridge (Iron Solomon):
New York, New York
Bo!
New York, New York
Bo!
New York, New York
Bo!
New York, New York
(Isaiah):
New York, New York (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh) And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
New York
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh, ahh, ahh
Verse 3 (Iron Solomon):
As a teen I sold twenties, spendin' my own money//
Steppin' out my parents' house the city was home to me//
In Riverside Park we would kick it after dark//
By the pier, with some beers, and the piff that we would spark//
Then run up in house parties and turn 'em to our party//
The neighbors would call cops, 'cause we would get wild rowdy//
'Nother night, 'nother page written in life's journal//
9 million stories in a city with 5 boroughs//
Different backgrounds but we came through the same struggle//
Dreamin' of fame we wrote our names on the train tunnels//
Runnin' 'round the city like rats in crawl spaces//
Catchin' court cases for jackin' North Faces//
Chasin' the fast life, we know that its too short//
And breathin' the air here's like smokin' a Newport//
My home is in New York like Biggie in Bed Stuy//
We live and we let die, the City of NY//
Outro (Isaiah):
(City!)
New York, New York (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
(ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh) And you say New York City
My city, my home (New York, New York, New York, New York)
And you say New York City
With me in my heart
Weather I'm here or gone
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"u know if American news reporters look like this more people would what the news more, just saying."
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You say Lil Wayne-I say Biggie Smalls
You say Drake-I say Ice Cube
You say Soulja Boy-I say Big Pun
You say Gucci Mane-I say Rakim
You say New school-i say shut the fuck up
You say Pop-I scream Hip Hop!
You say Hannah Montana-i fucking punch you in the face
92% of teenagers have turned to New school and Pop.If you are part of the 8% that still listen to real music,copy and paste this message to another 5 videos. Don't let the real hip hop die!