New York New York the big apple
sixteen million feet nationals florsheims
tom mccanns stepping on each other
rejoicing over the death of one nigger toe
cold callous feet trotting up and down
synthetic avenues, streets, and gardens
gardens that grow shit
gardens where putty face beings sit
emotionlessly admiring bastard flowers
New York New York the big apple
New York is a prerequisite to America
a disguised sin
where some brother from that closed southern shit
comes to some open northern shit
for a vacation for an opportunity
that knocks up sisters and knocks him in the head
for an opportunity that takes him home with
dope in his arms and clairol on the brain
New York New York the big apple
new sameness new food same shit
new car same gas without platformate
new love same neurosis
new hairdos same minds
new styles same influence
new installations same holes
new words same story
New York New York the big apple
that empire outhouse
that receptacle for all varieties of puke
then there's queen liberty tin shit
standing in the middle of pee green water
telling a brother he's liberated
(the statue of liberty is a prostitute)
yes from the old mississsippi to new mississippi
New York New York the big apple
where freak looking filthy white rodents
are running around spreading new kinds of
venereal diseases talking about we love everybody
watching movies marked adult only
when it should be kids only
the A train, the D train, the F train, the underground
undercurrent steel-plated frame
unworkable air vents ass aching benches and
then there's that corny paraphernalia all over
the interior inside of all of this there's a brother
being soaked in by that shit on the wall
suffocating from bad breath in the air
in pain because some jackass is riding on his foot
while on the train you see young and old white
wrinkly faces peeking over crooked shoulders
under cardboard hats poking their noses at you
vampire eyes staring at you wondering who you are
New York is an exploited colony called Brownsville
Bedford Stuyvesant or Harlem where tiny fat Jews
are holding the firy hoop watching you burn your
ass jumping through it
Er……. Siren sounds through the street
putting your mind in a state of mental paralysis
New York is brogan boot shape state
of Madison Ave negro button-downs
hungry lost nigger souls screaming
screaming downtown for death
semi-black obscured blackness
plastic trees and phony grass
New York is a state of mind that doesn't mind
fucking up a brother.

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