Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Took It

Here's the remedy, for all your raps
back on the map, I'm not bragging
Defeating all foes, your styles
I stomp out the dragon
Grand groove, Grandmaster, like back in the
Holding my own, on the and the microphone
You can't rip it, I grip it, and it
Trip it memory lane, back to the park jams
We used to spark jams, now niggas get
Or should I say
My vocals rip through Pelle Pelle
You can't see me so you hit me
You ace deuce tre, I four five six and
numb your ears, rhymes swell up your lips
Chicks gravitate the crooked
If your props are gone, Brooklyn it

Mindcrusher, spinecrusher, Brooklyn been
Making noise the US to Russia
Couldn't set it, even if you
So many bodies on my microphone, the haunted
Doggonnit, girl's on it
companies are on it, you can't have it, causing havoc
Building, destroying,
My rhymes on beats strategically I any MC
I aww fuck it, don't even need to say it
You know the time when I to sautee it
So niggas be having mad maws and
Brooklyn stole the show like a grand larcenist
But up off us, or you'll need officers
deadly, there's no cure
Boom bang em on down, treat competition like
Crooklyn, Crooklyn, town to town
Serve your butt naked
If gone, who took it?

This one is for Brooklyn, land of crooks, home of my
Try to front and we retire, MC's set em all on
Scooping up the fly ladies round my microphone a Mercedes
If I was a game you couldn't play me
So keep it moving, don't play
Your rhymes are sinna raffin, mine quite
Switch up, up, Brooklyn still gets biz
plop, fizz fizz like Alka-Seltzer
Try to it, wind up in a homelsss shelter
Cause fuck what you heard, this is Crooklyn's
Try to see us, and an MC massacre
When we step, state we shook it
If it's gone, no doubt, Brooklyn it