Civil Justus - Brooklyn Outro lyrics

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