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Boom dash, I had to break, I had to getaway
Packed my bags, to for good, it was a monday
Kissed my mother, my pops a pound
Then he hugged me, and he turned around
I threw the duffelbag my shoulder
It was to get props kid, cause now I'm older
Time to fend for myself
So go for mine, and maybe never come back
Stopped at the lye spot before I hit the station
Needed some boom for the mental
It took the last of my loot to make move troop
But I ain't even to work in a suit
Plus my aunt's got a room for rent
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
never fake it just slam it
Out in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the

Crash boom bang I to hang at four corners
And all the spots in beantown where carry burners
But I was more turned on by the
So one morning, I left home
Next I'm smokin on ?
Or workin in a mail uptown, feelin sick and
Tired, of payin all fucked up dues
I wasn't tryin to lose -- I
Had a chick uptown, one in and one in jersey
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 peace to my man hass his bad
I went to flatbush to buy and weed
Stopped at the bookstands for to read
That shit was cause my pockets was bare
And like the goes, sometimes life ain't fair
But in my heart there no quittin
So I up late, to write some rhymes to some rhythms
Seconds from just flippin
But fuckit I'll maintain, one day be hittin
See i'ma it God damnit
Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
never fake it just slam it
There in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the

And you can, walk the walk the talk but don't flaunt
Cause little shorty's scheamin on your and fronts
But don't sweat it, cause the life out here
A lot of niggaz, be real trife out here
I got my own place in
to many others, as do or die
Malcolm x and gates avenue
Smokin up the fat trey with the crew
Me and the niggaz and squeaky
to twist dutch masters, we got nice weekly
I used to build the brothers by the spot
They had to but they still knew a lot
To get my had to go to fort greene
On myrtle ave, to get a fade the sides clean
Then to fulton to look around
to roam around, and find a chick to go uptown
And check a movie or shit like that
I couldn't spend much but yo my was fat
I this one chick, she brought me a beeper
Then one week later, she got me sneakers
But then I stepped, cause I found out her rep
And I ain't goin out bein no pet
But anyway I to lay up in the crib
to red and marley, wishin I was on kid
Saved my dough, on the down low
Lounged and drank 40's with tommy, 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 be aight still
i'ma keep writin shit and perfectin my skills
I'm gonna it God damnit
Here in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
I never it just slam it
Here in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the planet