Hey hey, ha ha say say what Ha ha it yo Sometimes I feel like I don't have a Sometimes I feel my only friend Is the city I live in, is Brooklyn Long as I live here I'm on fire hey Cause it's the L-Y-N is the place where I The in the world and all USA It's the L-Y-N is the place where I The where I rest is on my born day Bust it, I sit back and just reflect Watch the go by and my thought connect I think about the past and the time to come Reminisce on Bed-Stuy I was pride and young I used to try and come, to the function on my Izod, say a little something When I was just a younging, before the of thugging How me and Chims (hey yo what?) I'm only bugging Fast forward, I gotta team my seed I proceed at God's speed to perform my deed Livin the now and time, round the nine to five For as long as I'm alive, paw I got to I ain't sitting roadside, that ain't to plan I'm out for my fam doing all that I can I love my city, sweet and gritty in land to Nickname Bucktown we grown to outburst Philosophy us, touch mines I touch back Walk the streets like a sweet and get like drum tracks Catch no shakes jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run I'm from the slums that created the bass that back This ain't a clown, play ya James Brown and jump back What you want, Jack? Young cats stash jums at Draw they guns back, momma screams where she at Tryin to hunt that, recurring dream of high The fourth largest, artist, Brooklyn is the place Settled by the judge many ago billion strong and here we go
Good Vietnam! Ha (back up back up back up up back up) Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place I live at any place I ever been at The home of big gats, deep hammer rim caps Have a mishap, ya wig back Where you go to get the trim at Four on the Jake got the Timb Blue collars metro it Thugs mobbing it, form Increase armorment, street Deep consequence, when you seek sleek You get caught, rode the horse and can't get off Big dogs trick off just get sent off They shoebox is all they seeds gotta live off real yo but still yo, it's love here And it's felt by anybody that come Out of take the train, plane and bus here Must be something that they really here One as a resident, deeper sentiment out "Go Brooklyn!", they representing it Sitting on front stoop sipping Guinesses Using native dialect in they From the treeline blocks to the To the Mom & Pop shop menaces Travel all the world in great distances And ain't a place that I that bear resemblance That's why we it The Not a borough or a prov, our style that's uncalm "sun" to the ? to the Lafayette Gardens White "coff guawinas" in they army jacket Yo this out to my cats in Coney Isle night out in front The Himalaya goin wild This goes out to Crown Heights and Village The nighties, and all my "yarda trenny" Brown's Parkside tenants caught, thirties, forties, and the The cats out in City gettin busy To the Hook, to the East, to the and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and Marcy My posse, generals of armies When it's time to form, just me And let this song be, playing in Long B If you love strongly! it up!
Brooklyn my habitat, the where it happen at Live sway and the sharp of the battle axe Irons is brandished at, draw they hammer back where you find the news tool crew cameras at It's where my fam is at, jam is at They play Big and get you open like a back Hotter than candle wax, you can't relax The babies trying to find where they mama's at off the handle black, wit big police scandals that Turn into screenplays sold to Miramax The type of where they check your appearance at And who know where all the hot 'lo gear is at The stomping grounds, where you find a pound, is that Be blazing charm that have your wave cap back The doorstep where the posted at Dope fiends out at Ave selling zovarax You big balling better keep your money back Cause once the guns notice that it's over, black Brooklyn keep on taking it, we known for that cats get it snatched like the local tax The place I sharpen up my vocals at Where one of the greatest MC's was a cat