Brooklyn is in the house and
Brooklyn is in the house and
Just wave your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care, care
[Joell Ortiz:]
Yes I am on that Brooklyn bullsh**
That's where I was born and raised n***a
It's 718 n***a
It's a genuine borough n***a
Greezy n***az man
Chea, check, uh
(Joell Ortiz) check
[Verse 1:]
So what I act for an ace on your sigarette
On the first and third I'm happy cuz all the fiends get a check
So what I still go up to the roof to bone
With a bird from the p's who gives ruthless dome
So what I'm still chipping for a bag of weed
And if that L looks skimpy I leave half the seeds
So what it's the second day I wore these jeans
I was chilling yesterday, they don't stink, ya'mean?
So what I get a shape up when I need a cut
I ain't woofing that bad, I can use these 5 bucks
So what I get a beer on credit, from my corner store
I be going there for years goddammit
So what I lose my re-up in dicegames
In the mall I'll be scheming to find me a nice chain
So what exit dinner when I don't feel like cooking
I ain't my fault I'm on that bullsh**, I'm from bullsh**
[Chorus:]
E'time you come around your face turn to a frown
You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
[Verse 2:]
So what I ask my man for a piece of chicken
When it ain't yours for some reason it always taste different
So what we five deep in a two door whip
We gotta get where we going if you fit you fit
So what I still reside in my moms crib
Now f** that, I'm rhyming to get outta there kid
So what, yes I do have two baby mothers
Yes they do stay two buildings away from eachother
So what I only had one job in my life
And that friday I got my check is the friday I took flight
So what I skip lines in front of the club
The n***az quiet, the b**hes is always like "that's f**ed up"
So what my cable box in the hood is still hot
And my whole fam be silent everytime they knock
So what I spent a couple nights in the bookings
I ain't my fault I'm on that bullsh**, I'm from bullsh**
[Chorus:]
E'time you come around your face turn to a frown
You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
[Verse 3:]
So what every now and then I hop out cabs
Papi took the long way, papi think I'm a**
So what I cop blue Hawaiians instead of a bottle
I'll catch Brooklyn drinks if they close the Apollo
So what I got my mans shirt on my back
I had this sh** for 4 months, he don't want this back
So what when we 20 deep, I act up
Yo best better be easy, don't get clapped up
So what these ain't real rocks up in my watch
When the sun hit the face this sh** still looks hot
So what I rob you blind if your a** ain't looking
I ain't my fault I'm on that bullsh**, I'm from bullsh**
[Chorus: x2]
E'time you come around your face turn to a frown
You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!
Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bullsh**!