| Here’s the remedy, for all your cornball raps
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| Brooklyn’s back on the map, I’m not bragging
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| Defeating all foes, bring your styles
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| I stomp out the last dragon
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| Grand groove, Grandmaster, like back in the days
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| Holding my own, on the street and the microphone
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| You can’t rip it, I grip it, and flip it Trip it down memory lane, back to the park jams
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| We used to spark jams, now niggas get jammed
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| Or should I say jelly?
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| My vocals rip through your Pelle Pelle
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| You can’t see me so you can’t hit me You ace deuce tre, I four five six and trips
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| Drums numb your ears, rhymes swell up your lips
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| Chicks gravitate towards the crooked
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| If your props are gone, Brooklyn took it
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| (Brooklyn keeps on taking it — KRS) (Repeat 4x)
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| Mindcrusher, spinecrusher, Brooklyn been banging
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| Making noise from the US to Russia
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| Couldn’t set it, even if you wanted
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| So many bodies on my microphone, the shit’s haunted
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| Doggonnit, your girl’s on it Record companies are on it, you can’t have it, causing havoc
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| Building, destroying, deploying
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| My rhymes on beats strategicly I melt any MC
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| I repre- aww fuck it, don’t even need to say it You know the time when I start to sautee it So niggas be having mad maws and shit
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| Cause Brooklyn stole the show like a grand larcenist
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| But ease up off us, or you’ll need officers
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| We’re deadly, there’s no cure
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| Boom bang em on down, treat competition like clowns
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| Crooklyn, Crooklyn, from town to town
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| Serve your girl butt naked
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| If she’s gone, who took it?
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| This one is for Brooklyn, land of crooks, home of my game
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| Try to front and we retire, MC’s set em all on fire
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| Scooping up the fly ladies round my microphone like a Mercedes
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| If I was a video game you couldn’t play me So keep it moving, don’t play yourself
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| Your rhymes are? |
| sinna raffin?, mine quite graffing
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| Switch up, change up, Brooklyn still gets biz
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| Plop plop, fizz fizz like Alka-Seltzer
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| Try to freak it, wind up in a homelsss shelter
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| Cause fuck what you heard, this is Crooklyn’s casa
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| Try to see us, and it’s an MC massacre
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| When we step, your state we shook it If it’s gone, no doubt, Brooklyn took it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brooklyn Took It , by - Jeru The Damaja. Song from the album The Sun Rises In The East, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп