Boom dash, I had to break, I had to getaway my bags, to leave for good, it was a monday Kissed my mother, my pops a pound Then he hugged me, and he turned around I the duffelbag over my shoulder It was time to get kid, cause now I'm older Time to fend for jack So i'ma go for mine, and maybe never back Stopped at the lye spot I hit the train station Needed some boom for the mental It took the of my loot to make this move troop But I ain't even tryin to work in a my aunt's got a room that's for rent As long as there's no hoes and I don't home bent So fuck the I'm audi I'm on a mission, cause if I I'll go crazy I'm gonna make it God Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the They never fake it slam it Out in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the
Crash boom I used to hang at four corners And all the spots in beantown niggaz carry burners But I was more turned on by the So one cold morning, I left Next I'm blunts on ? Or workin in a mail room uptown, feelin and Tired, of payin all fucked up dues I tryin to lose -- I refused Had a chick uptown, one in queens and one in Sometimes all you to get by, is a girlie But yo I still wasn't I a lot of ill shit on my block, happen nightly new york is no joke kid And to my man hass doin his bad I to flatbush to buy incense and weed Stopped at the bookstands for to read That shit was rough my pockets was bare And the sayin goes, sometimes life ain't fair But in my heart there ain't no So I stayed up late, to write some to some rhythms Seconds away from flippin But I'll maintain, one day I'll be hittin See make it God damnit Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the I'll never fake it just it There in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the
And you can, walk the talk the talk but don't flaunt Cause little shorty's scheamin on your rings and But don't sweat it, that's the life out here A lot of niggaz, be livin real out here I got my own in bed-stuy Known to others, as do or die Malcolm x boulevard and gates Smokin up the fat trey with the crew Me and the niggaz troy and Used to dutch masters, we got nice weekly I to build with the brothers by the spot They had to hustle but they knew a lot To get my haircut had to go to greene On ave, to get a fade with the sides clean Then to fulton just to look Just to roam around, and a chick to go uptown And a movie or some shit like that I couldn't much but yo my game was fat I remember this one chick, she brought me a Then one later, she got me some sneakers But I stepped, cause I found out about her rep And I ain't goin out no bitch's pet But anyway I used to lay up in the to red and marley, wishin I was on kid Saved my dough, on the down low Lounged and drank with tommy, hill and gunsmoke And lil' dap used to by strapped Nice off a l cause we stayed like Sometimes I used to my moms Gunshots in the twilight, people fightin every But i'ma be still Cause i'ma keep shit and perfectin my skills I'm gonna it God damnit Here in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the I never fake it just it in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the planet *echoes*