Ken Rebel - Brooklyn Bastard (Glyn Brown Skit) lyrics

[Intro] America I say to the people of America This moment is our chance to Co-! Enough! To make of our own lives what we want That pushes us forward The American promise of life It's that promise that has always set this country apart It's a promise that says "each of us has the freedom to make of our own lives what we want" [Verse 1] Murder, murder, yeah And I'm k**ing 90 pa**engers, this a hip-hop ma**acre Spitting all them trash-a** lyrics I just laugh at ya Dismantle your whole scandal I grab handles You can't work in these sneakers or sandals Apart in the sea with this market [?] I walk with ease my enemies got tendencies to sleep on me When it got dark in the sheets so pop [?] That cold a** [?] got something to eat I got the blood of a dinosaur n***a I done told you once before I'm coming back for y'all n***as I done pack the raw triggers while I'm snatching your broad n***a In broad day, while I [?] my dogs k**ers, they pedigree It's third degree to burn you n***as Stop, drop, set up shop and collect figures This ain't no motion picture I watch fiends shoot up their n***as If you wrong 25 on that 50 they go gorilla n***a [?] think Kenny is talking lightly I'm not the one to get on the phone and call 90s How you in the [?] situation like a crisis Keep your mouth in check like you sponsored by Nike Papi, my uncle told me 'bout addicts and drug trends [?] told me that every action comes from dopey action He also said, I'ma give you some food for thought as a [?] "If c**aine k** how do white men live?" now is it ah [Hook] I spit the [?] when I rap on beats Like 6, 6, 6 Murder So- so you need to change your attitude before they ask what happened to ya [Verse 2] Brooklyn ba*tard sharp like a dagger Schooled you fools from dropping j**els like a master Got my master's in rapping economics Got so many rings I look like Sonic Sonically you're plutonic Demolish any MC in the vicinity Friend or enemy It doesn't matter Kenny Rebel [?] putting rappers on platters I'm packing a MAC in the back of the Lex Sliding down ladders on some Tom Cruise sh** Sinking cruise ship then I hop on the pool pit Roofless, contagious like mucus, seclusive You can't reboot this doofus on my nuisance I touch you n***as [?] sweet sixteens Like child molestation I'm penetrating Some of you n***as life in case of my metaphor [?] Young [?] dictating the haters Steez told when life give you lemons eliminate Lemons on my dinner plate let me demonstrate Skinny Biggie always have faith with me Versace says in the back of the escalator I'm hella paid, kick you in your two back pockets I profit like George Roxman [?] selling that digital crack gets me checks like a doctor Chains chains the comment [Hook] Uh, murder, Uh, murder I spit the [?] when I rap on beats Like 6, 6, 6 Murder So- so you need to change your attitude before they ask what happened to ya [Skit] Excuse me ladies and gentlemen, how you doing out there today? You know we out here I'm eating right now 'Cause everything I do [?]