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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 threw the over my shoulder
It was time to get props kid, now I'm older
to fend for myself jack
So go for mine, and maybe never come back
Stopped at the lye before I hit the train station
Needed some boom for the relaxation
It took the of my loot to make this move troop
But I ain't even tryin to in a suit
Plus my aunt's got a room that's for
As long as there's no hoes and I come home bent
So fuck the bullshit I'm
I'm on a mission, cause if I I'll go crazy
I'm gonna it God damnit
Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
They never it just 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 on by the micraphone
So one cold morning, I home
Next I'm smokin on ?
Or workin in a mail room uptown, feelin and
Tired, of all these fucked up dues
I tryin to lose -- I refused
Had a chick uptown, one in and one in jersey
all you need to get by, is a girlie
But yo I wasn't happy
I seen a lot of ill on my block, happen nightly
East new york is no kid
And peace to my man hass his bad
I went to flatbush to buy and weed
at the bookstands for somethin to read
That shit was cause my pockets was bare
And like the sayin goes, life ain't fair
But in my heart there ain't no
So I stayed up late, to write some rhymes to some
Seconds away from just
But fuckit I'll maintain, one day be hittin
See i'ma make it God
Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
I'll never fake it slam it
There in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the

And you can, walk the walk talk the talk but flaunt
Cause shorty's scheamin on your rings and fronts
But don't sweat it, cause the life out here
A lot of niggaz, be livin real out here
I got my own in bed-stuy
to many others, as do or die
Malcolm x boulevard and avenue
Smokin up the fat trey bags with the
Me and the troy and squeaky
Used to dutch masters, we got nice weekly
I to build with the brothers by the spot
They had to hustle but they still a lot
To get my haircut had to go to greene
On myrtle ave, to get a fade with the sides
Then to fulton to look around
to roam around, and find a chick to go uptown
And check a or some shit like that
I couldn't spend but yo my game was fat
I remember this one chick, she me a beeper
Then one week later, she got me sneakers
But I stepped, cause I found out about her rep
And I ain't out bein no bitch's pet
But anyway I used to lay up in the
Listening to red and marley, I was on kid
my dough, stayed on the down low
Lounged and drank 40's with tommy, hill and
And lil' dap used to come by
Nice off a l cause we like that
I used to miss my moms
Gunshots in the twilight, people fightin every
But i'ma be still
Cause i'ma keep writin and perfectin my skills
I'm gonna it God damnit
in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the planet
I never fake it just it
Here in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the *echoes*