Lyrics Homage - Shing02

East coasting walking up 6 Ave
From the Lower East Side to Union Square
Now wondering where the giant steps and the
Shadows of the legends went
I can smell it on the limestone walls that seen it all
Pull it up on on my screen like a scene recalled
I can take the L-Train Brooklyn bound
Or keep stomping till Grand Central underground
In the tunnel hear the echo of the street performer
Guitar case with some coins in it, drop a bill, a comma
Paused for a smile but she didn′t want an auto-focus on her
I keep it moving so I bought a bottle of water
Can you believe it only one dollar
Four quarters did the job, shot like a baller
Respect tip the cap to the bronx bombers
Pay homage, cold winters, long hot summers
Pay homage, cold winters, long hot summers

Hommage
Hommage
Hommage
Hommage

Bless the Mecca of the microphone down to Tribeca
One two checker, the main stage wrecker
Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9, I hiphop uni-versity alumni
Some nights just slower than average
I can take the pen and tame the savage
For the sake of saving the day it vanished
Into a vacuum, data mismanaged
Gotham begotten by ghosts of the eras past
You can't build without a foundation, errant path
The weight of history blended in gravity
Keeps me grounded on the asphalt
Traveling backwards in axis
All you gotta do is call the taxi
Take you back to origins
Somber mood I′m always in
Pay homage in the crates sound foraging
Pay homage in the crates sound foraging

Hommage
Hommage
Hommage
Hommage