I only talk like this because I care
I just want you to make it out of here
I know we got targets on all our backs
So what's important is how we react
This for bodegas and corner stores
Chinese food, barbershops
Runnin from cops and border wars
My borough, I love you
And swear to God, never put no one above you
It's loyalty when you come through
And I forgive all you done to my family
Even d**h to my friends
To liquor, d** and profanity
I could never turn my back
I mean, Brooklyn's where its at
Even the transfer from the baggy to the skinny
Despite the fact that I was too broke to shop in Vinnies
Always got play from the thick joints to the slimmies
Brooklyn's the ones to take it never gotta gimmie
Eating my shrimp and broccoli
With the demeanor that no one's stopping me
Is the philosophy you know that it gotta be
When you're coming from the bottom
Every other day you heard they shot em
And I hope it ain't you
And I hope it ain't her
And I hope it don't occur, word
Yeah, I feel your embarra**ment
Every time I cop something or say something disparaging
Dip into your pockets with knots feeling so arrogant
Because he packing, play you in front of the train you ain't catching
In your veins wishing you catch him
sh** happens, never let em make you believe that you were lacking
Keep attacking like Mary and Telfair
Ballin or welfare
Never lose the hunger you felt here
Cuz who else care?
And who else there?
We all we got, Nino
No Pesci's in my Casino
Pop corks off the vino
Invite everyone we know
You my people
It's all love
I only talk like this because I care
It's something special with what's in the air
I think about you when I'm everywhere
I wear you on my heart in every gear, yeah
So it hurts to see you changing
Parador ain't tasting the same since they came in
I guess I blame em gentrifiers and hipsters be taking over
Can't take the crack from baking soda
Shout out to H block and Putnam
Hope Gardens, Darkside and Wilson
Brooklyn USA
Where you can have a trap and a loft in the same place
To my sisters in Clinton Hill, hungry in Brownsville
Brothers in Bed Stuy, know I
Will keep the spirit and make you proud
It's Brooklyn you scream it loud
Yeah homie I know it's hard
Sneaker spots that over charge
Stop fronting alcohol is down
Every time new Jordan would come around
Tree of life, borough treat you good
You treat it right
It's the Nostrand ave, Marcus Garvey, Lafayette
Every hood in every block that I forget
Spread love from Pink houses to Brevoort
We ain't sh**, every day is what we taught
It's quite the contrary
BK, where the results vary, very
Rest in peace to all my n***as, to all my n***as
I mean, rest in peace to all my brothers
All my brothers and my sisters