Lyrics:
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
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
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
You crossed on Brooklyn Ferry not a boy, but not a man
Left behind the Navy Yard
And your father's mislaid plans
I was at the other ocean
And I
[Verse 1:]
I got myself a gun
Brooklyn, stand up
I got myself a gun
but really, I dont need tha heat
ya heart pump project kool-aid(ya sweet)
I
paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail
she got a physique (whatever I say it)
Took her to Brooklyn to meet with her team
She got some friends I've been wantin' to meet (uh-huh)
She got
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
'burbs
Aimin' at them skinhead bitches, let it rain
Givin' 'em a wet welcome to the house of pain
"In a city that's upset by the challenge
Of racial
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
the front door all night willing you to come
And he said, "It's supposed to be fun turnin' twenty-one"
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall
We raised by wolves in the crack den
We the Chicago Bulls,
to reverse, that I'll give my Left Eye
With the right I'll visualize the king of Bed-Stuy
Checkin' his daughter, Tyanna into junior high
If I was in Brooklyn
a bottle and it goes around
I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.
And watch me jump in the golden Benz
Top down with the pokey rims
Now I'm swerving, so you know I'm
be really gettin' (wild for the night)
I'm fallin'
Fall, fall, fall
The heavy-weight, Brooklyn rebel that can't rest
Me and you up in the 600
Milly Rock-ing through Manhattan
Kobe retired and Brooklyn on the bandwagon
Hundred bands in my pockets got my pants sagging
My granny still tell
smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie
I'm irie
When I'm in Brooklyn I send runners to bodegas
the tune of the Audio Two
Milk was chillin as I chilled in the back room
Listen to snaps, cuts by Scoob and Scrap
Union Square, to tear up the KRS tracks
to jack it up)
You'll be alright tonight
[Verse 1 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
your equalizer
Flee me when you see me, that would be wiser
I know you wanna be me, ridin in my coupe
As I ride by I see you sittin on your stoop
Lookin'
bitch that I've been trying to hit
Since we was nineteen damn she still fine as shit
Remember at the card tables feeling on my dick
Got pregnant by
at the way the coast to coast g do it
From the Brooklyn to the Bay
Bring the hook in by the way
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep
too
And like a gun kills, a knife can too (yeah)
I was stabbed thrice, how 'bout you?
Once by my mom, pops the other two
Child abuse kid, ward
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