Homage (Julian Yagi Remix) ft. Jack the Rip & Julian Yagi Lyrics

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