"2.25" lyrics

Mama don't wanna pay 2.25
So I glide right under the turnstile
Turn around and look outside
Loved watching all the houses in Queens fly by

188E
Where I always be
Ain't got no home
With a backyard and a shady tree
188E
Up on 93
Play hide and seek
In the Duane Reade that's across the street

When you hear that little jingle, know that everything's OK
Got an icey in your hand and you got summer on your brain
Late night walks in Central Park
A twinkle's in your eyes
Is it street light shining on your face
Or all the fireflies?

8 A.M. skip down the block
Girls I went to school with all grew up and sucked some, face
Always brazy in the caf
Pouring chocolate milk on some girl's head, just to make us laugh

188E
What I've always known
No other place
That I'd ever call my home
188E
Now it's time to leave
I've got to see
Something other than my home city

When you hear that little jingle, know that everything's OK
Got an icey in your hand and you got summer on your brain
Late night walks in Central Park
A twinkle's in your eyes
Is it street light shining on your face
Or all the fireflies?

The city is a jungle, it's the perfect place to play
Cruising on my razor scooter, don't forget to slam the brake
Walking down on 86th street, hot air from Subway grates
Smells like trash and piss, but I know that's never gonna change