So get with the rhythms while you gettin' with the planets
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
New York is red hot, is red hot
Publishers: GLIRO MUSIC, INC, WIDE GROOVES MUSIC
Livin' off the fruits and the functions of the fat beats
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
Born under flat ground now I'm chillin' shaky ground
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
Some Sunday mornin' drama is callin' up my mama
The early worms jog, forget about your job
Reachin' for Pacific heights, Sunday is my rope, dig it
Hangin' with the rebels sippin' on a sin apple
If you're in the city on Sunday, come check me, get with me
Mingus's Ah Um, damn Roach can drum
Wonder what would 'Trane say, wonder what my pop say
If you know the norm it's like Hades transformed
Checkin' out some dollies, Dali's like Tasha and Kamali
Dream time's extended and highly recommended
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
My man, do planets do it lovely? Am I my brother's keeper?
Sunday's to relax, Sunday's to relax
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
The DP's are life, there they go, here they come
Maybe it's The Runnin' Rebs, maybe it's The Knicks
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
And sit with the Phoenicians diggin' on musicians
When people act like people the theory is incagin'
The baseball hats is on and the projects is calm
Hip-Hop's all around the members is growin'
Checkin' out some frommes, some satre, camus
But you be thinkin' damn everybody's got a glock
Pullin' from the jazz stacks 'cause it's Sunday
Buggin' with my crew just trippin' in the Apple
Butterfly searchin' for a relax
Or else violence
It's time to grab some loot put on the timber boots
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
The hot line is in, I guess The Silvers knew the deal
Extensive is the travels and it's heavy on the sneaks
Ye, it's kickin' out the speakers of the Sunday morning jeepers
You be thinkin' peace when you're vibin' with your flock
Lay around and think ain't nothin' to do
We venture through the streets in search of funky beats
Wake up, prayin' that the game's on
Maybe it's a rerun of an old TV show
But early birds like me's up checkin' out the scene
The hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court
Please dig on the sounds 'cause the good vibes they snowin'
(One, two)
Songwriters: Ishmael Butler, Dave Hubbard, Joe Sample, Mary Ann Vieira
Maybe if the phone rings butterfly will take wings
Vibe off the jams but don't take them for granted, just chill
Vibin' off the jams of the crews on Sugar Hill
So chill
On the air is incense sounds to the ceiling
Speakin' on some cool things frontin' like I cope
New York is red hot, is red hot
(Three, Four)
Just come dig the essence while the decadence is hidden
Like Hawaii 5-0 or karate flicks
Buggin' off a funny vibe 'cause now it seems they're equal
Lookin' out the window watchin' all the people go
Tried to get this feelin' since Monday
Who me? I'm coolin' in New York, I'm chillin' in New York
Buggin' off the calmness in the Apple
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
We foot it to the park where the swoon units walk
On Sunday's early hours the city sprouts its flowers
But right here is the life it's the children of the concrete
If you got some beef please express that in silence
New York is red hot, New York is red hot
NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti