If you was born in New york City let me hear say "You know that"! 
YOU KNOW THAT 

Aiyyo once upon a rhyme where the scenery sets you see stress 
Streets a matter of life and death no regrets 
Life's a test strife wit special effects 
Neighbourhood's full of reps cities are projects 
Where the young cadets get stripes from the vets  [bad word] quest to be the next, to finess 
Collect debts and select bets with death threats 
Object - Chedder, 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 [bad word] 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  extra wet 
And High-Tech dialect you ain't catch yet 

(The Bronx 
Ya out there? 
No doubt 
Brooklyn 
ya out there) 

[Rakim] 
Aiyyo, we got blocks and glocks with 
big shots with big knots and big props 
yo this is where the [bad word] 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 hang out spots and slick cops 
place called Riker's 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, pollitic with thick plots 
And the Garden of Eden against the sea that 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 
Manhatten 
no doubt 
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 amny 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 family's 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 going past the beat 
the latest technique no other place get as deep 
who parks release some of the worlds greatest athletes 
DJs and MCs and graffiti artistes 
who use walls and subway trains for marquees 
we go back to b-boys, breakdancing, breakbeats 
and it'll never cease and on that note 
we say peace