dropping some NYC

Written：Chan Kinchla/Bob Sheehan/John Popper
Come on everybody take a trip with us
Gonna raise some hell gonna raise a fuss
Cost you a dollar if you care to see
So just belly on up and tell me whatll it be
Ive got a little something that I dont think youve tried
No need to run, no need to hide
Just take a little taste and tell me, what do you see
Cause tonight were gonna drop a little NYC
Having some fun, well, all of us are
Everyone around yous gonna be a star
Cause its the best and the worst, and its life out loud
Dont mind if I preach; dont wanna get too proud
Its hard to be humble when its all at your feet
And someday soon, its gonna leave the street
They say the truth shall set you free
Well youre on parole when youre on NYC
2, 3, 4...dropping some NYC