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word gek van die moodswings
De gangsters die ik ken, die zijn niet van Brooklyn
Ey, die zijn niet van Brooklyn
Als het mislukt ga ik morgen de hood in

La To Brooklyn

T-Love

Return of the B-Girl

1998

Anita you dance with the Japanese beetle 
Call the ring and make it stop at the rays of the needle 

From LA to Brooklyn, it's about rhymes and beats

Minds start to freeze at ease
It's the Wu-Tang, Killa Bees (on and on, nigga, oh)
Brooklyn Zoo, Manchus (yeah)
Coming at your avenue
36 chambers

A Ha

Mos Def

True Magic [Clean]

2006

live in, is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire hey
'cause it's the be-the-are-the-O-the-O-K
L-why-N is the place where I stay

this planet
Revolution is love
BOW!

Tonight you get to meet one of the finest MC's that Brooklyn has ever produced
And Brooklyn's made some good

Got's Like Come on Thru

Buddha Monk

Got's Like Come on Thru [US]

Minds start to freeze at ease
It's the Wu-Tang, Killa Bees (on and on, nigga, oh)
Brooklyn Zoo, Manchus (yeah)
Coming at your avenue
36 chambers

Here we go we gonna send this
One out to the old school
All these motherfuckers in the
Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island
Queens, and all

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?

Want your love i'm a lion in a party dress
I won't stop until I get the best
Yeah-yea-yea yeah

Everybody knows they call me Brooklyn baby
Everyone's one

Brooklyn Kids

Pete Townshend

Another Scoop

1987

Girl is on a white sheet
She's tripped in a trance
While her friends go out and dance
She's alone don't ask me why
This kid from Brooklyn cries

Love
Love
You're my Brooklyn love
Love
 
Walk me to the deli for
Late night candy runs
What we have is good
So fun
 
You're my Brooklyn

weed in Brooklyn.
Can't believe they smokin' weed in Brooklyn.
This shit's crazy.
Man.
What?

I can't believe they smokin' weed in Brooklyn.
Reminiscing

bench where the kids smoke blunts 

they marching on brooklyn
they marching on brooklyn
they marching on brooklyn
that shit gon’ never be the same

they

Quit your facade 
You ain't finna line me up
Just like a barber
Shorty wanna tape me up
Boo by my side but 
I'm in Brooklyn role it up
Shorty it's ok

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
I just wanna be different
Yea
I just wanna be
I just wanna be

in Brooklyn, but that ain't no Biggie
It's T Perry, Jigga, Status, and Biddy and we all in your city
Yeah hold up 
Everywhere I go you know that I'm

Allow me to re-introduce myself
The Serious Voice of NY and nothing else
I heart Brooklyn don't ever call it Brooklyn
I rock Linden the boulevard

I feel my life is something miniscule

I got something to prove
The world is fading from view
There's no waiting for fools
I got the Brooklyn blues
We

looking over shoulders
N*ggas put Brooklyn on the map
I just be coming mid quarter
Im a gorilla in the night but im a shark under water
I just be flexing in

Born Brooklyn New York 1941
His father left Poland 1921
Escaping for life… a war of the worlds to world of a working class life
Early on he could see

This is a song for Brooklyn
This is a song for my Brooklyn
She comes down on the weekend
She's my sun and my medicine

I miss my Brooklyn
I ain't

Yo it makes me nervous
Yes it makes me nervous
Does it? Does it? Does it? Does it? Does it? Does it? Does it?

BROOKLYN!!! YOU AINT NOTHIN!!!

Your fed through the morsels that make Brooklyn Soup

I want the truth but it's buried in some movie script
In it the main characters carry switch blades

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