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Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, this shit out

one: O.C.

Now this motherfucking capo right here
Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come like a glock and a clip
We gon' jam when its to blast!
Big niggaz that rap, we to get in your ass
We done played the background, all my peops
I'm naming names, it, it's on
I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn
With this clique
Who don't know how to act, lookin for some to hit
And if you ever it can't happen to you
You might just end up in the East River with some shoes
I ain't playin no more, I'm bring it to your ass raw
I flipped the word around, nigga, means WAR
Yo, that, Brooklyn's on the map forever
To Billy and Fame, I hope you niggaz for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns when its to shoot
To Brooklyn I a 21-GUN SALUTE
(Come on)

Flatbush and scratched*
Heights-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"
Brownsville and scratched* (Firing Squad)
"Thought I'd remind y'all"
*cut and scratched* "(See I) Thought I'd remind y'all"
*cut and
New York-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"

Verse two: Fame

I used to 'em, this is a holdup
MAKE em roll up, come up out clothes and get your whole shit swole
up
This ain't changed cause I became a rapping dude
I'm still a black cat, quick, and clapping dude
(Try to act rude) Play the
With your ass ways, these days, look what your ass got
Clap, the body, I'm keeping it real
That cartoon ass nigga he was King of the Hill
That shit was animation, immitation
I shipped that ass on out, like immigration
Ways of Emancipation,
Constitutional rights, the GENERATION
facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s
Flippin this with O.C.
Niggaz know we, this shit down for Brooklyn, nigga!
Where guns spark and leave things smoking, nigga!

Verse three: Danze

Hot damn! Danze shot your
Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, up the bread
(Clap, clap!) You got that fat while we gone
So the balance that I like, we're taking on
Put the rest of shit in the bag
I would tear ass to pieces, so you please don't make me mad
(Here we go again!) You ain't known, I my destiny
I got love for the thugs that's next to me
(Who that?) Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
*pause* I ya, I'm real!
And I've doing a double danly
Everyone ?from my crew is (Daddy, don't fail me)
Hold on, the way that I jettin my foes may never be
I'm one of them dudes niggaz refuse to believe in
(Life is full of obstacles!) so weeping
(At 24-years old) My goal is too keep breathing