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Brooklyn, rise to the occasion
Papoose, PK

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where
could live forever more
In paradise with him
They didn't know one day they'd sing his praise
With fear and trembling
They didn't recognize the king that
crowned him
Oh my Lord
They gathered all around him
To see him and adore

(This day will live forever)
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord)
They had
There is a car parked where the block begins
And there are people singing praises
Say, "It's all because of him"
And there is a bird perched
To see Him and adore

This day will live forever
Oh my Lord
So praise the Lord
They had become to doubt you
Oh my Lord
He is the truth forever
praise the Lord shit
Our father.. if I should die before I wake

Fluck that
Snap a nigga shit, smash him with the fifth, watch his body lift
Shut his
flocks by night,
They see a bright new shining star,
They hear a choir sing a song, the music seemed to come from afar.
Hark, now hear the angels sing,
permeated
With the healing melody of an invisible choir
And I knew I had entered the domain of the living God

My eyes beheld a vast concourse of souls
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
fools 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
through
You don't know what I've been through
This is how you can get your brake though tonight

Choir: Reach up and Get it
(Come on reach up by faith)
Stained-glass and the choir sing out 
That strong and ceaseless chorus here.
So sweet the voices, sweep like leaves into the street.

On Eastern,
it's God's will
Fuck the enemy, yo I don't love him
That's why I cut for the motherfucking Muslims
Put your hands on me and shit gets scary
I'm a put
major
Got two masters, no double major
But one Master, I praise and thank Him
I do it

I see what you doing and that don't excite me
Get out of the way,