Lyrics:
fool don't play
I got the comrades of love, so the g stays
Brooklyn side with the crooklyn slide
We live in brooklyn
Out on fulton ave where the honeys
Brooklyn, rise to the occasion
Papoose, PK
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where
of winter covered
this land, through the kingdom of Mercea, through--
GUARD #1: Where'd you get the coconut?
ARTHUR: We found them.
GUARD #1: Found them?
don't know what the fuck's going on
They cut the shit on and I get run over by a train, and now it's a mass-casualty thing
I don't remember where I was
eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it goes
Yo Brooklyn, yo Bronx, Manhattan, yo Queens
Staten Island, yo Jersey and everywhere in between
at nigga
Queens where you at staten island where you at
Yea im from the nine they call it the land
Shooters by the deli i hope you understand
Feds in the van
me too
That's just the way you act can't take the Brooklyn off you , you ain't got shit to prove
Bedstuy where it's at waist snatched ass fat
Walk out
of the microphone,
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"
It's for y'all niggas
And the streets just a couple of miles East of Mecca
Where peeps touch
This is not what I thought it'd be
Surrounded by the deep blue sea
The trees, they laugh at me
Here's where the monsters sleep
Lonely islands, lonely
Island, New York (put ten years on this beat)
Brooklyn, Queens, The Bronx, Manhattan, Uptown (cock that shit)
You know takin' my early days, let's take
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang
Niggas can't hang, niggas can't hang
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang
Motherfuckin niggas can't hang
Where Brooklyn at?
Bacardi (what)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what)
Brooklyn (come on)
Shaolin (come on)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on)
[Interlude]
August 4, 2001
A drunken police officer mows down an entire family in Brooklyn
The judge lets him go with no bail
It reminds us, of just how
through smoking weed then I'm nervous
Shorty said she was from Red Hook, but I don't know where I'm at
Surrounded by a bunch of thirsty crooks, givin me
Bring me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life
Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio
Long Island's only smiling 'cause my soul is flying
I
Lay me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life
Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio
Long Island's own are smiling cause
My soul is fine
I did
Why not? You see the recipe
Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie
I'm from see-I, L-I, F-L-why
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches}
inside of this situation in the first place
Brooklyn murder lathers a birth place
Facing the city, quoting Biggie all on our worst days
I used to take
Six million ways to mob, choose one
South Brooklyn ting, aye
Sheesh, sheesh (Yeah, yeah)
Sheepshead (Rose)
Stand up
Whoa, whoa
My city cold, this
come
Out to play nigga you better roll deep
Goin' through Coney Island
'cause it's one way out, nigga, one way in
Nigga
Everywhere you go, Brooklyn's in
In a ballroom at the belfry, where swans all sit and stare,
There was an young girl they called Jocelyn and Jocelyn was everywhere.
A brooklyn heart
As they take you where you want to go
Where South Street seaport glistens through the fog
And Ellis Island's just a stone's throw away
Halfway to Park
Island then they hopped up off the boat
Turned into a pilot in that fight or flight mode
Raised up in America where dreams are bought and sold
For
gotta give it up to my homies in Brooklyn
Romeo Mt. Clemens to Metro Beat
From Huston, to L.A., back to Stoney Creek
Like I said, roll it up take
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