How You Get To New York

Sometimes a mothers got a hard time finding her way home And sometimes a daughters gonna do what she’s been shown Trouble lord trouble that ain’t hard to find Especially when you’re the troubled kind That road has no fork sometimes that’s how you get to New York

And just because you’re loud that don’t mean you’ve got a voice And free to fuck up endlessly still don’t mean you’ve got a choice Cause over here on the poor side of town High’s the only up & it’s meant to keep you down That road as no fork And sometimes that’s how you get to New York

How you get on the streets On your back & on your knees All the while thinking you’ve landed on your feet

Sometimes rock bottom’s on the 8th floor of the Empire Hotel Wishing this stranger would have killed you Cause you ain’t had no luck yourself 29 years shouldn’t seem like forever But no one ever told you deserved any better That road had no fork And sometimes that’s how you get to New York

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