96 Knicks Testo

Featuring World's Fair
Prod by Black Noie

(Bridge)
This is it (what?) for the chip (what?)
We go out swinging before we can ever quit (what? what? what?)
Clear the bench (what?) catch a tack (what?)
It’s like Miami and the Knicks, ’96 (what? what? what?)

(Verse) Define synergy, divine energy
In my prime like Nas and I’ll be fine but I’m down to ride on my enemy
You ain’t down to ride? Well you better be
Better get a vibe, get a better me
Never let her mind, never let her down,
Never let a round get ahead of me
That just stayed in my pedigree,
This song still hurts til I hit the hearse
Dope man that saved yo mystery
As we’ll go down in history
That world spit, that Queens shit
That New York, that dream shit
That all-star, that team shit
The kings stacks in yo queen bitch

(Verse)
’96 Knicks and I’m feelin like
Houston fresh off the bench, with them clut
3 pointers, got some weed for my consumption
Shows from Queens to London Got them fans screamin lyrics that I wrote in my apartment
After every show they be screamin for an encore
They jumpin off of shit, God I’m thinkin it’s parkour
In a foreign car, Testarosa dreamin
The way they changed leanin, got them little hookers screamin

World’s Fair!
World’s Fair!

(Bridge)
This is it (what?) for the chip (what?)
We go out swinging before we can ever quit (what? what? what?)
Clear the bench (what?) catch a tack (what?)
It’s like Miami and the Knicks, ’96 (what? what? what?)

(Hook)
We haven’t got what we earned
How you gon tell us that the World’s Fair, World’s Fair
And now we getting some burn
And now they screamin out for World’s Fair, World’s Fair

(Verse)
it’s off the books this year, look at this here
We getting nab money on computers this year
We ain’t new but this is Ludacris, I thought that we got
We still record on the block with those that must’ve forgot
The only handout that I’m takin is a cupon
Get yo group on
So hot up in the club I’m gonna take my shoes off
When all said and done it’s gonna be my scene reppin
My heart is colder than Wesson VV Section

(Verse)
Mind of a master, never minding the master
Still a bachelor, 6 degrees to separate the feelings captured
I ain’t gon tell you, waste my time or my year
I just do it, and when it happens look at you like yea
I’m like years ahead of you, might see us but the coast is clear
Who I’m supposed to fear? Flow like supernovas solar flare
Sneaking through the vac just to see us front and center
World’s Fair star at lineup, dim the lights down when we enter

(Bridge)
This is it (what?) for the chip (what?)
We go out swinging before we can ever quit (what? what? what?)
Clear the bench (what?) catch a tack (what?)
It’s like Miami and the Knicks, ’96 (what? what? what?)

(Hook)
We haven’t got what we earned
How you gon tell us that the World’s Fair, World’s Fair
And now we getting some burn
And now they screamin out for World’s Fair, World’s Fair

World’s Fair, World’s Fair
World’s Fair, World’s Fair