Long Island Degrees

It's Strong Island, for real, where the critters run wild

The prefix is 5-1-6, the top of the dial

Through the L.I. Sound, from the 'Ville to Down Under

And across the globe, I heard a lot of folks wonderin'

So, when's it coming? 'Cause the stakes is high

See big money, the waves, don't put the pen to my page

And ain't nothin' wrong with standing still and relax

And spendin' some of that cash that Uncle Sam is gonna tax

A New York demeanor, slid back in the Beamer

With nothing to lose but some gas and some minutes

Ignorin' the gazers 'cause stars don't get petty

And that trash they talk is just New Year's confetti

It's like that, y'all, but that's all gotsta change

Like some of my own, people tend to act strange

I'm bakin' a scene, and it's serving with its capabilities

So set it at an Island degrees

It's Strong Island, for real, the diagnosis is supreme

Prefix is 5-1-6, where microphones fiend

The voices that gots the gift, 'cause the world is on their shoulders

Makin' plans to switch from little rock to money boulders

The wheels proceed, while girls stampede from Nubians actin' like Colombians sellin' keys

Characters has the tendency to con themselves

They thinkin' East Coast is only New York to Philadelph'

You know the way we blow, yo' shit is played like pork

And as for we, we bring the new, we live and direct from New York

I ought ta say my fam calls me Merce

Steppin' to me fool will get you punched out like a curse

It's like that, y'all, let it all consume

Like them brothas who smoke till they high like the noon

Soon to a town near you be them super emcees

Settin' at an Island degrees

I hit the L.I.R.R. for big dreamers out east, so get your bank roll spent

Bangin' dents out your systems

Turnin' coins to get the uppercut like Sonny Liston

But eyes-closed episodes, bring you back to zeroes

The same hero playin' like he Casablanca

Blind to it but I'm a grind him up a cup of Sanka

Servin' dimes, love, on tennis courts and sorts

Laid back, like grown folks sippin' tea for sport

I be sweepin' up the room with my lyrical broom

While others' rhymes pale and plastic, like some lunch room utensils

The official color for this planet is green

Which grows in pockets of them people willing to scheme

Ain't no expose, these facts are from the mouth

Profilin' through the Island with that wind from down south

At last, be the world broadcast of the crew who gave you 3's

Magic from the Island degrees

It's Strong Island, for real, where the critters smoke fritters

Night time excites time for the heavy hitters

Gamin' hers 'cause in the meantime mine is home on date

Fluffin' pillows, impatiently waitin', ain't no debatin'

'Bout to settle, check the level, stakes is high as the sky

I got questions 'bout your life, if you so ready to die

We on the last quarter, y'all, somebody's gonna cry

I think ya need to set the call before the time pass by

When around unknown eyes, my size can get swelly

Sensing danger, I will play a ranger on my celly with my fellas

We're wonderful, like colorful flicks

Provide a thread and needle every time them stages get ripped

I grip upon the pleasure, sippin' the tea

Of the Island 'cause that island is a main artery

So, uh, you better come and give respect or catch some of these

Knucks from the Island degrees