Buckshot

Buckshot - Crooklyn lyrics

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(feat. Masta Ase, Special Ed)

"Here comes the pitch .. and it comes in wide.

And the count now is one and one to Jackie Robinson.

Billy Martin.. "

[Buckshot] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"

[Guru] "Never takin shorts, cause Brooklyn's the borough"

[Special Ed]

Panic, as another manic depressive

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 slaughtered

last year alone, in the Dead Zone

Walk straight, but don't walk late

Cause I'm comin with a hate only made, from what it made me

Cause nobody ever played me

Now it's, only gettin worse, Buckshot and Ase

in the land of the waste, kickin you in your face

[Masta Ase]

We be doin it up Crooklyn STYYYYYYLE

What does it take to get you WILLLLLLD

My mentality is gettin iller, killer

instinct that's tryin to infiltrate, but wait

I know you wanna enter but I can't let you in

My mindstate'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

[Buckshot]

I'm feelin another part of reality

Hit me when I represent the F.A.P.

Straight from the 'Ville, Tilden played the building

I mean literally when I say I make a killing

for my cypher, see I'm feenin to bust a piper

Original Headz represent the Brooklyn all nighter

Do or die, I'm sayin it's you and I

Bring your click, so we can get Stone like Family Sly

Peace to C.I. and the Bush

Might even see Ruck and the Rock givin the push

[Buckshot] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"

[Guru] "Never takin shorts, cause Brooklyn's the borough"

[Buckshot] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"

[Guru] "Never takin shorts, cause Brooklyn's the borough"

[Masta Ase]

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, uhh Davis, and we roll like Avis

Rent-a-Car kid, there you are

[Special Ed]

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 midst, crazy ass Crooklyn kids

Cause they always throwin a body on my lawn

I'm gettin a Rott-weiler, without a collar

Get off my block boy and give me a dollar

for the trouble, or get blown up, like a bubble

[Buckshot]

Let's take a sec to think back, the year of the seven-oh

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 PJ's

Dee Evil, check my DJ

Hey, play what I wanna play in the day

But in the night, I feel the right took a left

Bucktown, Brooklyn break it down

Heads from state to state, travel as I unravel the rate

How it, tapped Scott and Sutter

I remember way back in the days playin hot peas and butter

Brother, if you want another lesson, Crooklyn, session

Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

[Special Ed]

Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck

for your bucks, Masta Ase, has the taste

for ducks, and duck sauce, so tell Lord Digga

Dig a grave for the bones, sticks and stones

While I kick some ancient poems, through your domes

'Act went back, to attack your homes

So Tip, can I flip? (Yes you can)

I'm in the World War, with Muhammad my man

[Masta Ase]

Feels so good to be a Crooklyn Dodger

Uh-huh, what's happenin, to ReRun and Roger?

I think I seen em wearin Timberlands and runnin down the block

from D'Wayne and D'Wayne had a glock

Cause he be sellin rock for the Partridge Family

And Ruben Kincaid drives a 300-E

And he be pimpin Chrissy from Three's Company

Plus he stuck Mr. T for all his jewelry

This is a 70's thing from the days

when kids didn't act so crazed, in Crooklyn

[Buckshot] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"

[Guru] "Never takin shorts, cause Brooklyn's the borough"

[Buckshot] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"

[Guru] "Never takin shorts, cause Brooklyn's the borough"

[repeats as sports dialogue fades in]

"Robinson waits, here comes the pitch..

And there goes a line drive to left field

Waters? after it, he leaps and it's over his head

Against the wall.. and ? scores

Brooklyn wins! Brooklyn wins! Brooklyn wins!"

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