Lyrics:
Brrt (yeah)
Brrt (yeah), brrt
Brrt (yeah), brrt
Brrt, brrt
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Good in the Bronx, boy, I'm good where you
and fast whips
It's funny how we call cars whips
We slave for it
How many times were you beaten by they tricks
You looking at an eclipse
Faded dark spot in
A bunch of Givenchy, look, I pop off, huh
I copped the Avenny, my top off, huh
They not really A Boogie, they just knockoffs, huh
Big rock in these
(This has been another record)
From the hood, she'll squabble (Fight) (Brought to you in part by)
Sippin' Louis XIII out the bottle, yeah straight from
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
Yeah, niggas don't know about Fatback
With the different color records they had back in the days
You know what I mean, the belt-driven turntables
them home in some Louis Vuitton
You're missing me huh? Missing the fun
I can tell by the new nail set and the new matching blonde hair done
Burned my arm
New York's my home, sweet home
(Geez, what's happening in St.Louis)
Lots of people like St.Louis
It's got lots of shoes
And the St.Louis blues
swift this
Lifted up on luck
And for complexing, like brass and brown skin
We of this, built this with south boogie down
Bronx
Outs the clowns, in
* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill
[swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started,
Ima Big Timer
Like them soldiers in the Nola
But I'm Bronx down
Lil bitch I thought told ya
On my Mia X
Unlady like you better hold it
Ima ride
stood up for the South Bronx
And every sucker emcee had a response?
You think we care? I know that
They are on the tip
My posse from the Bronx is thick
In
down
Me and the gang out now
I’m on my Bleanshit
I gotta clean fit
Fuck is you mean bih
Can’t fuck wit no treesh bih
Up in da boogie down Bronx Mixed by
Prima che diventiamo ricchi,
Non fare beef,
Se non vuoi svegliarti senza vestiti,
Y'all bitches in the mix (But)
I'm getting more dough
Which
to my bald cut
I run with real niggas now and the rest are butt
Your reign is over and you feel it deep within your gut
Now is the boogie down Bronx in
of the squad but they cannot coach
(At all) louis Vuitton holster
This for my niggas in the cell
And on they wall
They got a Nicki Minaj poster
The talk's over,
these
Troubles in the face and escape what it could be
Whatever happens, they dancing to good beats
But day we get by, but at night we boogie
the street and camouflage my identity
My posse in the Bronx wear the mask
My crew on the Isle wear the mask
Stick up kids rollin' in the Omni wear the mask
dum da na na dum da dum
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du!
Newsbreak
The notorious Just Ice has just gunned down
One man up in The Bronx
News later
rendition
Poetic, energetic, with vision and precision
Mystifyin, we're supplyin the funky stuff
Boogie Down Bronx, neither could fade that I'm tough
This is a test
Of the boogie down production
Prevention against sucka MC's
In the event of a real emergency
You would have been instructed
the bend, and stretch
Lords of funk in full effect, word!
[verse three]
Party time in the boogie down bronx..
.. time to give the people what they want
from jump
Doc tape been on debate for months
I got zits on your face that can't wait to bump
Boogie Down to the point I barricade the Bronx
Papi
busy
Effective, putting shit in the proper perspective
[Parrish Smith]
Strapped with the gat, busting caps across the map
Yo the crew's back,
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