[Intro: Busta Rhymes] DJ Scratch you sick for this one
[Swizz Beatz] WOO! Come on! New York we back!!! (Swizzy!!!)
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz] If you from New York stand up right now! If you from New York hands up right now!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
[Swizz Beatz] Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Hat to the back on my New York shit (WOO! WOO!) Yeah, I'm on my New York shit (Oh!) Tims with the shorts on my New York shit (Come on!) I'm on my New York shit, ridin on the train on my New York shit Burner in the club on my New York shit Razor in my mouth on my New York shit (Ladies and Gentlemen!!!)
[Busta Rhymes] Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Got the world followin the New York script Hustle with Tims and hoodies on my New York flip Rubberband stack money with my New York click Yeah! I'm on my New York shit I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks Taylor made clothin with my New York stitch My chick bangin don't you see my New York bitch Yeah! I'm on my New York shit You niggaz know we deserve the props we get Ridin up in therange I'm in my New York whip International chicks on my New York dick Yeah! I'm on my New York shit See how I kill it with my New York spit Thanks to the boroughs now I'm New York rich The way I flood 'rm thoro with my New York hits
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz] If you from New York stand up right now! If your from New York hands up right now!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! (Talk to 'em)
[Swizz Beatz] Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Kid Capri on my New York shit (Come on!) DJ Red Alert on my New York shit (Bounce!) Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit (Shit!) WOO! I'm on my New York shit B.I.G. on my New York shit (WOO!) Big Pun on my New York shit Jam Master Jay on my New York shit
[Busta Rhymes] BVD's and durags nigga Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons Got a nickel crack hand on hand niggaz On a hustle rebellin, while the D's calculatin who sellin Sell drugs right in front of the deli Pancho know what we doin and while we bubblin our corner be brewin Introduce you to the new walk nigga, and the new talk nigga That's how we do when we in New York niggaz Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Every hood love me for my New York skill I got alot of money on that New York strip Gully rock a scully with a New York fit Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Run up in The Tunnel catch a New York vick O.D.B. reppin New York sick Shit you want the truth take a New York trip
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz] If you from New York stand up right now! If your from New York hands up right now!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!! Get it up get it up get it get it get it up!!!
[Busta Rhymes] Yeah! I think it's about time for y'all to give New York there shit back Y'all know where the crown belong, y'all know we started this shit You know we gave birth to all of this shit Don't get it confused nigga, Flipmode bitch!!! Full Surface bitch!!! To the family that helped me get rich since day one