Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brooklyn Movements, artist - Da Bush Babees. Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
Brooklyn Movements |
| Me uhn a Brooklyn walking, Brooklyn talking |
| When you come a Brooklyn if you mind a |
| Brooklyn walking, Brooklyn talking |
| Yes, directly from the planet of Brooklyn we have |
| Bush Babees in the house, in your area, yes |
| Uh, one time for ya' mind, yes |
| Brooklyn’s in the place, yes |
| We gon' take it to your face |
| Uh, check it, yo |
| It be that baby face nigga with that ill type flow |
| Got to represent proppa' every time I go |
| All my heads in Brooklyn got to get that dough |
| So if you don’t understand I’ll let you know |
| Yo, you can not fade these heads from the B. K |
| See hey, don’t play, ask Mad Lion to take it easy |
| So when you come through, you best come through proppa' |
| Stomp ya', rolling on the cruise like tonka |
| Biddy boop, I don’t judge a cover |
| Ya' never never know what the eye will discover |
| Say come again, a riddy boop don’t judge a cover |
| Ya' never never know what the eye will discover |
| And sing say, I |
| a brandish ya' tool |
| Can’t run a 'ting, not a 'ting that you rule |
| Say Brooklyn’s |
| Say Flatbush up |
| And you know Bed-Stuy's |
| Represent |
| Sunset’s up in the place |
| T.I's up in the place |
| Fort Greene’s up in the place |
| Crown Heights up in the place |
| Yea |
| Hey yo, let it be known that I, control the zone leaving microphones blown |
| Once again it’s Brooklyn’s own mental giant, applying this |
| With sort of a minor twist, maintaining my status as the finalist |
| Just like I stated, this is dedicated just for Brooklyn |
| The sound so out of sight I got the blind people looking |
| So, check out the sound from the Flatbush underground, Mr. Man the acrobat |
| I rep the B downtown |
| Fat like boppin, coming from that place called Brooklyn |
| Ya' shookin', heads will take those dreads if you not lookin' |
| But of course don’t sleep, cause they’ll take the pillow from ya' head and you |
| get hung by the sheets |
| So, don’t if you want to catch that dead eye, see ya' |
| Beat ya' when I rocks it from Bushwick to C. I |
| So place your bets if you lose if you dare |
| Cause yea I be’s that |
| (Some Jamaican Talk) |
| It’s like I come thorough, whenever I talk about my borough |
| The planet of medina where the grass is much greener |
| So, look over your shoulders and watch your back |
| I said don’t be afraid, be ready to attack |
| Boy it’s the acrobat, never had to pack a gat |
| Simply because my name is well known throughout the Black-a-lack |
| Brooklyn, the home of the real MC’s |
| Coming live and direct from out the N.Y.C |
| I know ya' wonder if ya' ever been to Brooklyn |
| Brooklyn town, Brooklyn town |
| Ah where the youth dem watchin' and movin' |
| Brooklyn town, Brooklyn town |