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Crooklyn Dodgers
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Here comes the pitch, and it comes in wide
And the count now is one and one to Jackie Robinson
Billy Martin, with a ram with a second base
Murder, never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Panic as another manic-depressant adolescent stares at death
Now what's left when there ain't no God and a whole lot of pride?
It might be a homicide
So let the drama slide, we don't want no problems, B
Get your name in the obituary column sheet
'Cause life is too short, and it just gets shorter
I wish I had a quarter for all my people they slaughter
Last year alone in the dead zone
Walk straight, but don't walk late
'Cause I'm coming with a hate only made from what it made me
'Cause nobody ever played me
Now it's only getting worse
Buckshot and Ace in the land of the waste kicking you in your face
We be doing it up Crooklyn style
What does it take to get you wild?
My mentality is getting iller, killer
Instinct is trying to infiltrate, but wait
I know you wanna enter, but I can't let you in
My mind state's the maddest, I'm gone with the wind
Because it is survival of the fittest
When the shit hits the fan, I got my shank in my hand
Black man with the permanent tan
I come from the 'Ville and never ran, damn
I'm feeling another part of reality
Hit me when I represent the F-A-P
Straight from the 'Ville 'til then play the building
I mean literally when I say I make a killing
For my cypher, see, I'm feeling to bust a pipe
Original heads represent the Brooklyn all-nighter
Do or die, I'm saying it's you and I
Bring your clique so we can get stoned like family
Sly beats a C.I. in the bush
Mighty Menteen rucking the rock, giving a push
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
We did it like that and now we do it like this
We did it like that and now we do it like this
Go inside your mind and find a time that you miss
And just think about the steel in your fist
It's just an extension of your arm, it's that ghetto type of charm
That makes all the homeboys swarm
Can I drop the bomb? Oh, yes, I can
Move with the groove, smooth like Geechie Dan
Who is the man? That kid there
Who is the chick with the pick in her hair?
Angela, uh, Davis, and we roll like Avis
Rent-a-Car, kid, there you are
You know where to find me whenever you need me
If you know the ave, follow the path
To the land of the aftermath, but don't frolic in the mix
Crazy-ass Crooklyn kids
'Cause they always throwing a body on my lawn
I'm getting a Rottweiler without a collar
Get off my block, boy, and give me a dollar for the trouble
Or get blown up like a bubble
Now let's take a sec to think back
The year of the 7-0, when Brooklyn was the place to go
Flow on a journey up to Crown Heights
Ebbets Field, feel the reel-to-reel on your life
Trife individuals live in the PJs
D-Evil, check my DJ
Hey, play what I wanna play in the day
But in the night, I feel the right, took the left
Bucktown, Brooklyn, break it down
Heads from state to state travel as I unravel the rate
Howard, Tapscott, and Sutter
I remember way back in the days playing hot peas and butter
Brother, if you want another lesson, Crooklyn session
Take it back, black Smith & Wesson
Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck for your bucks
Masta Ace has the taste for ducks and duck sauce
So tell Lord Digger, dig a grave for the bones
Sticks and stones while I kick some ancient poems through your domes
Ak went back to attack your homes
So, Tiff, can I flip? (Yes, you can)
I'm in a world war with Muhammad, my man
Feels so good to be a Crooklyn Dodger
Uh-huh, what's happening to Rerun and Roger?
I think I seen him wearing Timberlands
And running down the block from Dwayne
And Dwayne had a Glock
'Cause he be selling rock for the Partridge Family
And Reuben Kincaid drives a 300E
And he be pimping Chrissy from Three's Company
Plus he stuck Mr. T for all his jewelry
This is a '70s thing from the days
When kids didn't act so crazed in Crooklyn
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Never taking shorts 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Brooklyn wins, Brooklyn wins
Brooklyn wins, Brooklyn wins