Kid Rock - New York's Not My Home Lyrics
BurninOh no, oh no, here we go nowOh no, oh no, here we go nowOh no, oh no, here we go nowOh no...Went to new york to cut my first lpRidin down broadway in a taxiHang a right at 25thJust a little too swift, joLet me out, Im gonna walk from here onHeres 4 bucks you drive like a moronLost in the apple and Im all aloneCause new yorks not my homeIn the village chillin with a 40 in a brown bagIm seein freaks, and also fagsI see a set of nice legs in my siteBut its a *****in transvestiteWalkin in the daylightNow Im trippin and Im like blownBut I take another sip and say to each his ownHede get dissed in detroit, but Ill leave him aloneCause new yorks not my homeNow if your sounds are knockin to the cool kid rockinHas got your girl jockinTake a chill pill young man, close your flapCause like the piston joe, Im goin back to backWith a track, uh, thats just too cleanI got my pistol packed and a fifth of jim beamOnly 19, and my name aint wilburBut I pull more hoes then long jon silverI dont dress up, or try to look prettyInstead I rock the house in every major cityFrom the tip of maine to the coast of caliI get down and I yodel in the valleyCant say Im from the bronx or brookland zonesCause new yorks not my homeAte ave in the 40 deuce, its like a freak showA lot of hookers try to pop that week, soI walk with a limp when I pimp throughOr co-mack those hoes if Im illin with the beast crewIts pickin up, ill check this factThese mother *****ers pay over 2.50 for a big macConjested, overcrowded, cya Im goneCause new yorks not my home
