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New York, New York

New York, New York is a diss track by Tha Dogg Pound targeting New York rappers. The recording also credits Snoop Dogg. The track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene.

Released1995
Annotated3
ExplicitYes
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Lyrics & breakdown

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  1. 01

    [Intro: Snoop Dogg]

    02

    (What do you want, man?)

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    Turn your speakers up, money!

    04

    (Yo, God!) Yo, God?

    05

    Yo, I got mad skills

  2. 06

    (Isn't that money?)

  3. 07

    [Chorus: Snoop Dogg]

    08

    New York, New York, big city of dreams

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    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems

    10

    You might get fooled if you come from outta town

    11

    But I'm down by law, and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound

  4. 12

    [Verse 1: Kurupt & Snoop Dogg]

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    It's the incredible, the lyrical

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    You can't be me, like Niecy, to see me, it's gonna take a miracle

    15

    I'm drivin' muthafuckaz hysterical

    16

    Wit' a touch of this twister (Uh huh), stylistic mixture (Ahh)

  5. 17

    What I create pulsates, there is no escape

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    Annihilate ya mental mind state

    19

    They labels my vocabulary abusive (Ahhh)

    20

    I packs more knowledge than Confucius

  6. 21

    I'm deadly! (Ahh) Induce ya like Medusa, wit' thoughts to share

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    To niggas throughout this hemisphere, far and near (Ahh)

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    Prepare! Catch me chillin' like the winter

    24

    Up against the number one contender as I enter

  7. 25

    'Cause I gets heated like friction

    Multi-line diss block
    26

    Muthafuck your whole jurisdiction

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    React this fact, not fiction telepathic addiction (Ahh)

    28

    To this homicidal recital, dangerous and vital to all my rivals

    Block noteMakes the confrontation explicit

    TargetNew York rappers

    MeaningWhat it means: In “Muthafuck your whole jurisdiction,” Tha Dogg Pound addresses New York rappers directly and makes the situation described in the quoted line the point of confrontation. Why it was said: The track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene. Naming or plainly addressing New York rappers removes the safety of a subliminal and makes the quoted claim something the target can either answer or leave standing.

    ContextThe track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene.

  8. 29

    Suicidal brainwaves conveys

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    Through the average muthafuckaz' minds these days

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    I'm all ready to put work in

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    Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin'

  9. 33

    Give a FUCK whatcha name (Name)

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    Whatcha claim (Claim), or why ya came

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    Muthafucka, don't explain! (Don't explain)

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    Simply, don't tempt me

  10. 37

    'Cause I'm simply layin' hoes like SMPTE

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    (Who am I? Who am I?) The invincible MC

  11. 39

    [Chorus: Snoop Dogg]

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    New York, New York, big city of dreams

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    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems

    42

    You might get fooled if you come from outta town

    43

    But I'm down by law and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound

  12. 44

    Too much, I serve too many people

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    Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh

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    It's too much, I serve too many people

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    And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel

  13. 48

    New York, New York, big city of dreams

    49

    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems

    50

    You might get fooled if you come from outta town

    51

    But I'm down by law and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound

  14. 52

    Too much, I serve too many people

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    Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh

    54

    It's too much, I serve too many people

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    And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel

  15. 56

    [Verse 2: Kurupt]

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    Gimme a couple G's for every MC I knock to his knees

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    Verbally useless

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    Oh, you got the juice? I squeeze ya juiceless!

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    The barbaric, versatile

  16. 61

    You're no kin to me, so how the fuck you inherit my style?

    Multi-line diss block
    62

    Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny

    63

    Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why

    64

    Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones

    Block noteSays the target's identity is borrowed

    TargetNew York rappers

    MeaningWhat it means: In “You're no kin to me, so how the fuck you inherit my style?,” Tha Dogg Pound presents New York rappers' style or work as imitation rather than an original contribution. Why it was said: The track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene. The accusation strips New York rappers of artistic ownership: success looks less impressive when the sound, image, or idea is framed as somebody else's first.

    ContextThe track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene.

  17. 65

    Into bits and pieces — lyrical telekinesis

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    Gets me into verbally vindictive

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    Violent vocabulary vibes to existence

    68

    Catch me in the pitch-black path

  18. 69

    I sit and let the sick thoughts pass

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    Through my mental 'til I hear an instrumental

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    And detrimental verbals get to spittin'

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    The highest in intellect, try and connect it wit' the written

  19. 73

    Now they faced wit' the forbidden

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    Vocally chosen to explore new terrain

    75

    Then remain unseen throughout the war

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    Dips like a lo'-lo', wit' my verbal fo'-fo'

  20. 77

    The cocoa complexion MC wit' the slow flow

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    Fo' sho'! I takes it to you from the do'

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    Muthafucka! Mentally, I go hardco' (You know!)

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    I disconnect ya, Kurupter

  21. 81

    MC to vocally void your whole molecular structure

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    Catastrophic, mystic as Mxyzptlk

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    Hittin' MC's like pits, the deadliest lyricist

  22. 84

    [Chorus: Snoop Dogg]

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    New York, New York, big city of dreams

    86

    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems

    87

    You might get fooled if you come from outta town

    88

    But I'm down by law, and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound

  23. 89

    Too much, I serve too many people

    90

    Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh

    91

    It's too much, I serve too many people

    92

    And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel

  24. 93

    New York, New York, big city of dreams

    94

    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems

    95

    You might get fooled if you come from outta town

    96

    But I'm down by law, and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound

  25. 97

    Too much, I serve too many people

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    Too much, uh-huh-huh-huh-huh

    99

    It's too much, I serve too many people

    100

    And when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel

  26. 101

    [Refrain: Kurupt & Snoop Dogg]

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    We live... tonight, I serve two thousand MC's

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    We live... 'cause can't none fuck wit' Tha DPG'z

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    We live... (Ba-by!), it was the night I served two thousand MC's

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    We live... (Ba-by!), none can fuck wit' Tha DPG'z

  27. 106

    A-B-C-D-P-G-C, ba-by!

    107

    A-B-C-D-P-G-C, ba-by!

  28. 108

    [Verse 3: Kurupt]

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    E'ryday, I bust rhymes and recite

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    In ways that make MC's stop in daylight

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    I'm the deadliest MC you wanna see on the streets

    112

    Invincibility is what makes me complete

  29. 113

    Compete? Nah, you can't even fade me

    Multi-line diss block
    114

    I fuck you, your mama, your auntie, and your lady

    Block noteMakes the feud personal through family

    TargetNew York rappers

    MeaningWhat it means: In “I fuck you, your mama, your auntie, and your lady,” Tha Dogg Pound brings a relative or family boundary into the exchange with New York rappers, moving the dispute beyond music and into private life. Why it was said: The track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene. Family references explain why the conflict feels personal: they raise the emotional cost for New York rappers and make the line more consequential than a routine comparison of rap skill.

    ContextThe track is tied to East Coast–West Coast rivalry and directs competitive threats at rappers associated with the opposing scene.