This is New York, boy We wanna hear you talk, boy This is New York, boy You ain't never gonna walk
Downtown they got some guy Shot forty-seven people on a PCP high Uptown they got a team from Queens Busy beating people through a mean machine, yeow
You had a shot at a thing called love In the Hollywood hills You can't help but follow that love Even if it kills
This is New York, boy Murder one in court, boy This is New York, boy You ain't ever gonna walk
You were a rebel in a drum town, son Somebody loaded up the plastic gun I seen that monkey got you shooting in your blood Using bullets from the dum dum club
You had a shot at a thing called love In the Hollywood hills You can't help but follow that love Even if it kills
You had a shot at at thing called love Like shooting up on pills You can't help but follow that love Even if it kills
You can't make this deal son This means your life is ruined You can't play with knives The junkie's still alive
You had a shot at a thing called love In the Hollywood hills You can't help but follow that love Even if it kills
You had a shot at a thing called love Like shooting up on pills You can't help but follow that love Even if it kills
You gotta follow that love You gotta follow that love Yes, follow that love Follow that love, yeow
Even if it kills Even if it kills Hey, even if it kills