| B.R. |
| Double O K. L. Y. N
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| B.R. |
| Double O K. L. Y. N
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| Word to Gil Scott
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| The Revolution starts in the heart
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| No diss to Jill Scott
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| Brooklyn ain’t a walk in the park
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| School to prison pipeline they smoking pipes on the Ave
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| When guns shoot and knives stab you can’t get ya life back
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| Nah haggle at the store get the price slashed in half
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| Kings plaza dollar vans on the strip like Gaza
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| Billboards with liquors ads peep the bigger math
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| Petty beefs tit for tat yo we live for cash
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| Must be something in the tap water
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| Disrespectful energy we bring it back towards ya
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| That’s reciprocity
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| They speculate on property
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| It’s a game of monopoly where oligarchs exploit the poverty
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| From red lining cross the yellow blue and red line
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| Legendary kingpins are dead or doing fed time
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| The best rappers you know live there curse and a gift there
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| It’s mixed bag many did that and got big there
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| B R double O K L Y N
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| King’s County NY from beginning to end
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| What’s known ain’t gotta be said its where the greatest sparks
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| Spread love that’s Brooklyn u know in ya heart
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| Vultures swoop to water down culture and truth
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| Dressed in suits contaminate and poison our food
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| And uproot foundations we laid
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| Cause that minimum wage synonymous to population enslaved
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| Corporations paid wintertime pavement is cold
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| Fashion avant-guard Brooklyn Nets logo be the avatar
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| Grimy kids try to sabotage you gotta know the codes
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| Some will overdose others seek the Holy Ghost
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| With goals of climbing up the totem pole
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| Bet you ten mil every 10 years we known for bending social roles
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| Lofty dreams turn to broken hopes and vice versa
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| Careful what you wish you bound to find the right person
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| From the Navy Yard Bushwick to Canarsie
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| To Brownsville late night vigils that honor Sean P
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| Trends die ladies fly new babies is born
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| Raised in the hustle in radiant form
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| B R double O K L Y N
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| King’s County NY from beginning to end
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| What’s known ain’t gotta be said its where the greatest sparks
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| Spread love that’s Brooklyn u know in ya heart
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| Cops patrol the block while we socialize
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| Lotta scammers to survive gotta recognize and know the lies
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| When tensions in the air we know the vibes
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| You better dip before these bullets make ya choke on ya pride
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| Caribbean flags for Jouvert a new day for
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| Another dollar in the bank plus a new décor
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| Corner pocket hit the 8 ball mental napalm
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| Nuke shelters under buildings case they drop an A Bomb
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| Cop Modelos from bodegas while our phones capture data
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| Friends turn their backs names appear on affidavits
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| Split second calculations that’s second nature
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| I peeped from my peripheral the way they heads was shaking
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| Feature presentations girls dressed quasi-naked
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| Bass thumping out cars my inner child awakens
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| It’s where I got my start at hard facts
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| Through life Africa’s inside my soul
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| Brooklyn’s where the heart at
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| B R double O K L Y N
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| King’s County NY from beginning to end
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| What’s known ain’t gotta be said its where the greatest sparks
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| Spread love that’s Brooklyn u know in ya heart |