Lyrics:
the fire
Doused by the best team
With him when he ridin' out
Cause the check flame when it get divided
Bout niggas livin' through decisions
Learnin' ain't
atop the Brooklyn Bridge
With a Coke and a bag of chips
To watch a thousand lemmings plummet just because
The first one slipped
Sometimes I laugh
To Al Green To Bring out The Old Days
Wishing OG's Was Still Stuck Into They Old Ways
No Snitches No Bitching Getting Digits By The Hour
Ignore The Phrase
Ba ka ba ka ba, na da da...
Brooklyn! We came a long way since Big, huh? (heh heh)
Yeah, You know it's our time baby
We taking off (We taking off,
undercover
You remind me of a virtuous woman brought up in Brooklyn
With a brain to die for, and a body that's good looking
That's my mami right there,
the law?
I'm gon' send the Heaven the Hell Raz'
Through the Sunz of Man
I'm gon' send in (Brooklyn, Bethlehem, Bethlehem)
Through the Sunz of Man, I'm
Notice how I touch the microphone like gorillas
Dressed in all white, sparking up my tire
It's Brooklyn dance y'all that have me in a trance y'all
I
through
I gotta crew (Original Hilfiger)
Plus triggers and some of Brooklyn's illest niggas
(Damn) I'm so deep in the game
I keep in touch with myself
Every child need a father
Like, I was raised by the block
I was nine when my father got knocked
I was twelve when my brother got knocked
I was thirteen
Went from havin' an outta-this-world-flow,
To doin' the video, doin' the coon dance
To watchin' my good friend Eminem winnin' a moonman
I remember
depicted from a book
Nothing but hardcore here
Read "The Source", head of my class for all four years
Did I really fall out with Eminem
(Chicka) No!
Did
that was nuts like acorns
Years since you gone I'm still gettin my wait on
Anyway, your boy gettin his fame on
Aftermath gang, got my Eminem and my
take a stab
Birds tellin' me I'm drab 'cause I don't dab
Thought by now I'd be a dad
With a WAG
Caught me cheatin' on my stag
Still it's better than
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
I seen her in the subway, on my way to Brooklyn
Hello, good looking, is this seat tooken
On the A-train, picking at her brain
I couldn't get her
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made
alright tonight
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get this letter
It's four pages but my name ain't
And I'm just tryna kick it with the girl in the back
Who doesn't give a damn
If I'm J from brooklyn or just in the band
It's all the same, it's all
Hoodlum, my alliances out in Brooklyn
We play steps like Crooklyn, follow the law, Tookie
A hundred bookies, bettin' on Golden State
Fiends sniffin' 8
couldn't price me
Sign and stunt with a blunt full of P-E
And I guess you know me,
Been in N-Y so long got Tri-State family
Especially Brooklyn shout out
Sbarros
You falling nigga, and you can't get up
You been stalling motherfucker now your ass is stuck
Brooklyn, Brownsville, baby stay with the Killer Hill
by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah)
Now everybody come get with the lingo
Shake your body body,
sixty
Gimme the mic an I'ma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
'cause when he do, that's when he kiss dee
Titles go by
Americana, blue jeans and marijuana
Type of friends that show their love by picking on ya
On the phone or on the lawn or on the corner
Springsteen
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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