Action Bronson - Re-Elect Dinkins lyrics

[Hook 4x] Mr. Dinkins, would you please be my mayor? You'll be doing us a really big favor [Verse 1: Machine] This New York Knick flying Jetting with some Giants Or raging in Long Island Bronx Bombing with some Lions In my city that's the client The product I'm supplying Words got 'em wilding like a Rikers Island riot Yeah, I'm shining what I'm writing Every letter will win I'm trying to have Manhattan rock me more than cheddar Timbs Rest in peace to the 9 When weed was a fine And Rockefeller was a governor Not some jail time It's Machine, Mr. Rap For Days, you got nada I'm holding down the base like I'm Jorge Posada Grand slamming, my team connect like Verrazano From the land of the Gotti's Gigante's, the capos The Uptown knock out Heat sealed by papo Broadway, Audubon, Amsterdam, all day The galaxy of Queens And hipsters on the L train It's Mayor Goonberg! All you herbs will get ? Re-Elect Dinkins [Hook 4x] [Verse 2: Action Bronson] 1990 to '93, Action Bronsolini Yo, Summer '91, me and David Dink My shoes were suede His diamond color, gray blink Held the sniffter, quarter filled with Cognac Had security to handle heavy chrome gats Turned his head, took a bump, wiped his nose off And copped a loosey, a Philly and a O-Dog He spit the game to make the ladies take their clothes off He ride Mercedes, smother chicken gravy, cole slaw White b**hes was his forte He fed them raw yay Portraits of himself in the foyer She asked the lord to eat the kitty He put a knife to her neck "Listen b**h, yo this is my city" Chain of command, chief of police to take the fall Hundred thousand dollars out the projects Straight to the hall Clouds of smoke, floating out the gray Lincoln We's thinking, best to re-elect Dinkins b**h! [Hook 4x] [Verse 3: The Kid Daytona] Yooo If you ain't know who I be, what the name was Same thing as the beach, b**h, wave them Hands in the air, you should know where I'm from Same place as Hip-Hop and KRS-One To the R tick tock and we just begun Furthermore, sh** stopped when we're in the room Facelift, community juice, colossal Flow doper than Strawberry's nostrils No n***as, no mom or pop But still made it in America with Rasta Masta The ganja, moved on to the Sarah Jessica Parker Cut it like a barber, put it in boiling water Empire State, Big Apple pies Try your fate, homie, Capitalize Early '90s way of thinking Romy on a mission Bloomberg is the mayor But I voted for David Dinkins [Hook 4x]