Letras
The big city of dreams, feel pity for fiends
Pretty shifty in schemes, pretty shitty it seems
But we walking on the gold mine, loving this place
It's the M-Phazes remix up in your face
Introducing BK on the mic
I stare out at Flatbush Ave. when I'm praying at night
Some pack gats, leaving other cats blasted
And even the white chicks be rocking fat asses
Always hot, not just when the summer here
Coney Island cyclone in it or I'm jumping on the Wonder Wheel
Fiends on the floor look for crack 'til they knees break
Puff could be a dick and make you walk if you're cheesecake
Ain't a war but we rock camouflage
Riding bikes, one up on the pegs and one up on the handlebars
If you popping shit, y'all kids are just hating
On the home of Biggie Smalls and the original Nathans
Go door to door, see we more than sorta raw
You could cop anything you ever really needed in the corner store
Where everybody say they sell crack
And the DT's all dressed up in the old Giant throwbacks
It gets me a lot
'Cause when I'm up in the hood, half
Them dudes, yo, they think I'm a cop
(BK!) Embrace it as heaven
Stars is born in this place, where Masta Ace is a legend
Anywhere else, they breaking me, fam
'Cause I grew up in Brooklyn, these streets, they made me a man
What you popping? Your crew lame
(Is Brooklyn in the house?) You know we are, son
The top of the food chain
This is the place where stars are born
You know the place
This is the place where stars are born
And all of those who live in Brooklyn know just what I'm talking
This is the place where stars are born
You know the place
This is the place where stars are born
And all of those who live in Brooklyn know just what I'm talking
I'm from the B-R-double-O-K-L-Y-N
If I wasn't, then why would I yell "I am?"
You see, this be the home of Spike Lee
Folks think it's dangerous, I don't know, it might be slightly