Catch me in the pitch black path
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
Till I hear an instrumental
And detrimental verbals get to spittin
This is a powerful narrative of Kurupt as he prepares his mind and begins to rap lyrics the way a talented MC would do so. Kurupt sits in a dark room as he thinks of sick and ghoulish thoughts. As soon as the beat drops, he transforms those thoughts to lyrics.
To help improve the meaning of these lyrics, visit “New York, New York” by Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. Snoop Dogg) Lyrics and leave a comment on the lyrics box