She's Excited! feat. Komputer & Sarahfina – New York (Is)

So excited about this futuristic out-of-the-box ode to NYC! Three different backgrounds, three perspectives on a city that always is and never was, like a Phoenix, unable to die. I met Komputer and Sarahfina at https://soundcloud.com/notesfornotes in Flatbush, and it was so amazing to work with them! Have fun listening and get sucked into this bittersweet yet raw vibe of New York. Music, Vocals, Lyrics, Production, Mixing: Anne Wichmann Vocals, Lyrics, Cover Art: Marquise Sutton Vocals, Lyrics: Sarahfina https://soundcloud.com/user-428566259 Mastering: https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield "New York (Is)" Sweet, sweet NY You’re mint to the core Sweet, sweet NY You’re crazy for sure Sweet, sweet NY Fucked up and worn out Sweet, sweet NY What is it about you? We made a trip up to Fresno She had to let all of her friends know  We was recreating the temples The temples our body’s was meant for We competent it’s too simple We do not have time for a wrinkle Come in for  Some arguments Some calm regrets Some parliament To let you in my hex You was in my hex  I’m not confident But braggadocio  No motto of mine Mo money mo problems You signed to fables that call themselves labels You are the hen with the bread on the table But you got no seat at the table? Executives countin’ your blessings  They bleeding you dry For that tempo New York how I miss you  Back when my life was more simple  She from the Windy City  I’ve heard they take no pity  And for her I’m awfully giddy We smokin’ like some chimneys Open a window my heart is like a kidney  It’s an organ a mortgage  A fortune in a penny Can you get dressed already? Today I will be busy With the pussy you stingy  Yet you call yourself kinky How that work? Preach that, church! You switchin’ up like Lindsay I feel hurt  You do dirt I knew you took no pity Oh sweet NY Yeah, you’re so crazy poor Oh sweet NY You’re crazy for sure Sweet, sweet NY Fucked, you’re so fucking rich Oh bitter sweet NY The asphalt is vibrating Laughing, hating Acerbated and liberated And not only the buildings are high Frantic pace So many things to do, to lose Third World country in a First World lobby Revolving doors are open Though they’re broken, oh Everything’s in motion In the moment NOW Beginning and end You fly like a Phoenix – unable to die NY, NY, mission abort Report Extort, escort To the higher forts Yeah, oh sweet NY You crazy thing Oh sweet NY You’re mint to the core Oh sweet NY Hey, sweet NY What is it about you? Hurry the fuck up and walk A drive down memory lane,  Game’s over, control all your pain  Police siren, an everyday ring  Sweet matrix with everything  Like the Phoenix, you must rise again  Black Gotham, they know all the trends  Good things always come to an end  Be careful of who you befriend    Ya momma cooking up on the corner  Ya boy selling life to the coroner  The gift of the foreigner  He not going with tempos Don't fuck up the temple  They Roaming streets  Mona Lisa be careful  Tourist they fearful City’s no virgin  His eyes are so certain  No Broadway but they closing curtains   The Phoenix unable to die The girl who cried  The boy who lied  The side you picked  The wave you ride I hope you drown  Sea of lights  The Concrete jungle the Jane that fights Like a Phoenix Unable to die Rising from the ashes Just to get by Unable to die