Rakim - New York [Ya Out There?] [DJ Premier - Original Version] video free download

Another DJ Premier produced joint from "The 18th Letter". This song is all about representing the Big Apple. In my opinion, the beat is one of Premier's finest pieces of art to date, with beautifully used sample of James Brown's "Down And Out In New York City".

Lyrics:

DJ Premier cuts:

"If you were born in New York city let me hear say 'you know that'! You know that!"

"I was born in New York city"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"No doubt"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

"New York city"

"Ya out there?"

"New York, New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"No doubt"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

"New York city"

"Ya out there?"

"New York, New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

[Rakim]

Aiyyo, once upon a rhyme where the scenery sets, you see stress

Streets a matter of life and death, no regrets

Lifes a test, strife, wit' special effects

Neighbourhoods full of reps, cities are projects

Where the young cadets get stripes from the vets

And comrades quest to be the next to finesse

Collect debts and select bets with death threats

Object - cheddar, better your total net

Where trends are set from ways to express the outfits

Friends get wet tryin' to make ends connect

Avenues to check, boulevards to sweat

The smell of gunsmoke more common than cigarettes

We got clicks for wreck

We like pits for pets

We got giants and jets, the knicks, yanks and mets

We like much respect and sex extra wet

And high-tech dialect, you ain't catch yet

DJ Premier cuts:

"The Bronx"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

"Ya out there?"

"Brooklyn"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

[Rakim]

Aiyyo, we got blocks and glocks with

Big shots with big knots and big props

Yo this is where the bullshit stops

Where herbs get got, if you snitch you get shot

We get down and leave the town in a state of shock

We got dangerous hangout spots and slick cops

Place called Rikers Island where kids get locked

A lotta gear to rock with blocks of clothes shops

Styles are top notch, this is the place to buy

So bust the box the radio, station is hot

Ease your mind staring at skylines from rooftops

Flip scripts for chips, and new whips of the lot

Quick to call a shot, politic with thick plots

And eh, carnegie niggers a see what we got

To make sure the core of the big apple don't rot

Where seeings believing we be achieving a lot

Since disc jocks created hip hop, check it out!

"Queens"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

"Manhattan"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

"Ya out there?"

"New York city"

"Staten Island"

"New York, New York"

"Long Island"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

[Rakim]

Aiyo, we got five bouroughs of ghettos

With many places to meet, you get lost in city streets

The city that never sleeps

Mecca ? medina the population increase

The desert and the oasis, New York, the far east

With gods and sheiks

Pretty amazons for weeks

Player dons that fleece the familys black sheep

Icons that teach that we all act unique

We got stats to reach so we all have to eat

A mass of peeps, with they own masterpiece

The crafts elite, we be going past the beat

The latest technique no other place get as deep

Who parks release some of the worlds greatest athletes

DJ's and MC's and graffiti artists

Who use walls and subway trains for markies

We go back to b-boys, breakdancing, breakbeats

And it'll never cease and on that note

We say peace

DJ Premier cuts:

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"No doubt"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"No doubt"

"New York city"

"Ya out there?"

"New York, New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"Ya out there?"

"New York"

"No doubt"