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N.A.S.A. - The Spirit Of Apollo The Mayor (feat. The Cool Kids, Ghostface Killah, Scarface & DJ AM)

  • ISRC:USEP40821116
  • Recorded:2008
  •  ©2009 Spectrophonic Sound Under Exclusive License To Anti Inc.

Lyrics

Intro (The Cool Kids)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
So… I’m eating my scrambled eggs this morning,
And then I think about it.
I’m the mayor of the city.
Yo where you all at man.

Verse (Ghostface Killah)
Yo it’s Staten Island New York the forgotten borough.
Home of the wallaby champ, we stay thorough.
Since the days of snatchin’ Lee patches,
Stitching my name in my Kangols so my outfit matches,
So we mashed out Wave street partied on Broad,
Enter the 36 chambers and swung swords.
Bug when the Force MD’s met the Fat Boys,
Brought the ruckus like P.E. brought the noise.
Slept on the ferry boat coming from L.Q.,
The Purple Rain in the air had me stuck like glue.
We would dry out Macy’s, buy 8 g’s worth of Polo,
See the dreaded one-sixty copping ounces for dolo.
Stuffing 40s in brown bags dippin’ from blue coats,
Flickin’ it up with new ropes staying new ghost.
Stapleton the park yeah we stay stylin’.
Staten Island a.k.a. Shaolin’!

Chorus (The Cool Kids)
In my city I’m the mayor,
But I got a key to the city everywhere.
I’m like the, home team QB when I touchdown,
Roll out the red carpet when I come round.
In my city I’m the mayor,
But I got a key to the city everywhere.
I’m like the, home team QB when I touchdown,
Roll out the red carpet when I come round…

Verse (Scarface)
I’m from that 33rd,
H town rider,
Rep my city my neighborhood south sider.
Out hear we hustle till we touch it.
It’s all about a come up.
If aint no money in it we don’t fuck with it.
Gangsta, gangsta. Now what the fuck are they yelling?
Late night hanging drug selling.
This here the city of the astronauts.
High as hell in the 550 smashing out like, vroom…
I’m on my way to the room
With a white girl looking like Vidal Sassoon.
All up in the bathroom digging the guts out,
Five in the morning I’m boning the fuck out.
The H-O-U-S-T-O-N, damn…
It’s like a million different cities in one,
So everybody out here reppin’ getting them some.
We got drink, dro, dope, hos,
Niggas pulling up in my Sia Largo.
Think fast, talk slow.
Millionaires out here, and you won’t even know.
The H…

Chorus (The Cool Kids)
In my city I’m the mayor,
But I got a key to the city everywhere.
I’m like the, home team QB when I touchdown,
Roll out the red carpet when I come round.
In my city I’m the mayor,
But I got a key to the city everywhere.
I’m like the, home team QB when I touchdown,
Roll out the red carpet when I come round…

Verse (The Cool Kids)
I can’t stop won’t stop unless I got a flat.
The flat head screwdriver reminding me that.
That if I’m holding the right tools to screw in the joints,
I’m good with both hands I must be from Detroit.
The Motor Capital, the Capital D,
The fourth letter of the alphabet
It’s on in a Tiger’s fitee,
Bail out in the olds’ Cutlass Supreme,
Where we iron blue collars and crease the jeans.
Either in Mount Clemens, Six Mile, Grand River, Seven Mile Greenfield, right corner of the mitten,
The home of the Red Wings, Lions, and the Pistons,
First gate is for Chevrolet Detroit Michigan.
Saying what up yo what up Joe?
That’s what I’m saying,
I don’t think they understand outside the city limits.
So, give me a minute to unbutton my coat,
And give a cheers to the man, with his ears to the fan,
Cause he hear all that cold shit, blowin’ in ghost shit, go again lake front
92 Grand Prix red with the gold rims number 8 Jordans,
Here we on Maxwell Street for the Polish shit…
Grilled onions and no mustard…
Everybody from the go already know the biz…
Chuck’s from Detroit, Mike’s from the Chi
So its Bulls, Tigers, Lions, and Bears oh my!

Chorus (The Cool Kids)
In my city I’m the mayor,
But I got a key to the city everywhere.
I’m like the, home team QB when I touchdown,
Roll out the red carpet when I come round.
In my city I’m the mayor,
But I got a key to the city everywhere.
I’m like the, home team QB when I touchdown,
Roll out the red carpet when I come round…

Outro
Aw yeah!
City to city!
On the road!
Claiming my city!
We represent this city!
As we explore around the country, and around the world in fact,
Let us go to the new worlds together,
Not as new worlds to be conquered but as a new adventure to be shared.