What is objectively the best lyric about NYC?

What is objectively the best lyric about NYC?

New york i love you but youre bringing me down

New York cares.

In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
I made you hot nigga

Objectively correct answers

I'm living where the nights is jet black, the fiends fight to get crack

OHHHH AND IM SO CLEAN CUT
I JUST WANNA FUCK SOME SLUT

Im the gee oh dee

Ess oh en

Kay eye en gee oh eff en why see

Oops didn't mean to reply

>Two little words

Fuck em like you do want to cum
Your gay to get discovered in my 2 1 deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
In your doo-rag too son?
Nigga you're a kool-aid dude
Plus your bitch might lick it
Wonder who let you come to 1 2

That's 3 idiot.

right band wrong song

NEW YORK'S ALRIGHT IF YOU WANNA FREEZE TO DEATH

Around the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the real Roxxane
I used to wake up every morning see my crew on the block
Every days a new scheme that had us running from cops
If it wasnt hangin out in front of cocaine spots we was at the candy factory breakin the locks

Rap

A genre we'd be better off without

100% bullshit

To clarify - I mean your dismissive garbage opinion, not rap

Please explain to me as to what rap as a whole has contributed to the world of music.

Fair enough - the art of rhyming over beats has produced some significant poetic lyricists. Some of my favorites are The Guru from Gangstarr , Chuck D from Public Enemy, Rakim, Kool Keith and then some.

There are some decent lyricists out there, though honestly user the thing about rap is that it usually idolizes the negatives of what life has to offer, and considering much of the top 40 today has influence taken from the genre it doesn't feel as genuine or deep as it could've been.

I cant argue with that - It has become an underwhelming commercial product - but there have been artists that expanded what people expected, both musically and lyrically

fpbp
second post runner up

Under skyscrapers
And shopping cart tents
Late in the year
When the temperature drops
Down snowy streets
Among the broken glass
You can find Christ
Feeding the poor
With what little he has left

Frosted spoons of baby food
Pushed into mouths
Lips purple with addiction
God is here with His son
Where the wind cracks blue faces
And the makeup freezes

Carrying the loads of the poor
By parallel canals of ice
Down along one of those ripping streets
He's scraping together whatever he can
Snow ground under his fingernails
Cobbling together syllables
Over a frostbitten tongue
Trying to remember the prayers

Frankincense burns in garbage cans
Between feuding beggars
And vodka nips
There he is in his frigid rags
Jesus of cities
Dragging last year's bells around his feet
Go ahead, he says
Go before me
Whose turn is it with the flashlight
Down in the hole tonight?

New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.