Walker Bryant and the Road Trip of Love

Chapter 81 (Empire State of Mind)

In New York City (October 27th 2020)

(they step off the RV)

Walker: (rapping) Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca

Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here

Parker P: I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere

I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 State St.

Walker: Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons' whipping Pastry

Cruisin' down 8th St., off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me

Both: Say what up to TyTy, still sippin' Mai Tai's

Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five
Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

Cruz: (singing) In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new

Stefan: (singing) Big lights will inspire you

Let's hear it for New York, New York
New York

Walker: [Jay-Z:]

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Bitch though
But I got a gang of bois walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop

Parker P: Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back

For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add
8 million stories, out there in the naked
City it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade

Both: Three-dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte

Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's

Cruz and Stefan: (singing very beautifully) In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York
New York

Walker: (goes off) Lights is blinding, girls need blinders

Or they could step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
And it the winter gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

Cruz and Stefan: In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York
New York

Stefan: One hand in the air for the big city

Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could compare

Cruz: Put your lighters in the air

Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
I'm from

All: In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York
New York

New Yorker: Shut up!!!!!!

All: (laugh) 

Parker P: I better go park this thing somewhere proper (gets on the RV)

Walker: (wraps an arm around each off his boys) The City that Never Sleeps 

Cruz: Can we talk for a bloody second about Walker's rapping 

Stefan: Omg Yeah, like you gotta sick flow 

Walker: I can rap, but I can't sing like you beautiful angels

Stefan: Oh well it's not like we can rap 

Walker: I'd rather be able to sing like you (tries to sing) Wish we could Simplify cause love don't lie. See I can't do as good 

Stefan: (sings perfectly) Wish we could simplify cause love don't lie it's be a waste of time if we don't try don't gotta whole lot complicated, they all just hating, Baby I'm Just sayin. 

Walker: See 

Stefan: Oh Walkie Talkie (kisses him passionately) singing is the least off my worries 

Cruz: exactly all that matters is that we are here in New York  

Walker: Okay, let's take this city head on! 

Cruz: Bloody Fuck Yeah!!

Stefan: Woo let's go 

(on a nearby corner Bradley Steven Perry is at a table having coffee with Jake Short) 

Detective Steven Perry: Jake look who it is 

Detective Short: The Suspects Detective Byerly was looking for (reaches for his gun) 

Detective Steven Perry: NO, do not engage 

Detective Short: Fine

Detective Steven Perry: Call Hayden get him here ASAP 

Detective Short: It shall be done

More Detectives uh oh what do you guys think will happen next let me know in the comment section down below, thanks 

-Epsilon