Brooklyn Style...Laid Out
Big Daddy Kane"Brooklyn Style...Laid Out" es una canción de Big Daddy Kane, 1994, Pop. La canción dura 3:35, 82 lines / 703 words.
Letra
0:05Come on y'all and feel the groove
0:07Get on down and make your move
0:10Welcome to the funkiest
0:12Brooklyn style laid out like this
0:15Come on y'all and feel the groove
0:17Get on down and make your move
0:20Welcome to the funkiest
0:22Brooklyn style laid out like this
0:25I kicks the flavor good to represent the neighborhood
0:28Where I come from and that's the place of brooklyn
0:31Where the grimies are born and bred
0:32And bullets are like eyeballs two to the head
0:35Well is it brownsville time to represent for the map
0:37Where the peeps smoke blunts and like to wear mad gold caps
0:40The party addict about to explode
0:42From the 1 1 2 the double 3 ill zip code
0:45Parlayin on the corner drinkin 40's shootin cee-lo
0:48It's a brooklyn thing aight you know our steelo
0:50And for those who just don't know how it go
0:53Play like a substitute teacher and act like you know
0:55So yo, who wanna set it you better kick your best g
0:58You and your whole entourage couldn't test me
1:00I represent for the fo' main
1:02And if you're not a booty bandit then niggaz can't hang
1:05Come on y'all and feel the groove
1:08Get on down and make your move
1:10Welcome to the funkiest
1:13Brooklyn style laid out like this
1:15Now let's get straight down to the point
1:17I represent for this brooklyn joint baby pah where we're takin it to
1:21Makin a few dollars don't mean you gotta forget
1:23Where you come from and try to be someone that you're really not
1:26And front with what you got
1:27You're gonna be looked at as a black man still so keep it real
1:31What type of mission can I say you on
1:33Because you musta done changed to some grey poupon heh
1:36I'm really happy to see you blew up
1:38But always remember my man you grew up
1:41In the pj's all your life in a broken home(well alright now)
1:45Up in the pj's all your life, keepin it strong, what
1:50I be the louis ave livin live long lastin lover
1:53Bonafied black brother word to the mother
1:56Skilled at trades at hand with those who made
1:58The man with support and always stayed a fan
2:01My dialectic style is perfected
2:03In ways you can't imagine rap bein accepted
2:06Funk'll slam like a doper jam pops
2:09I'm takin mine like taxes with uncle sam
2:11So check out the asiatic type of flow
2:13Like water in the nile but it's brooklyn style
2:16Come on y'all and feel the groove
2:19Get on down and make your move
2:21Welcome to the funkiest
2:24Brooklyn style laid out like this
2:26Yo this is big scoob no practice
2:28I'm flippin on niggaz like little kids on that mattress
2:32You know my style baby pah from the pj's
2:34My lyrics so d**e they too fat for local dj's
2:37So hear me out no doubt no need for screamin
2:39My boys in the back clockin your jewels and they scheamin
2:42Why did they step to me I hit em bow budow
2:44Knocked out his fronts cause the kid was mad fragile
2:46No need for beef chief I'm rollin mad deep
2:49So pick up your teeth I got him shakin like a leaf
2:52Not tryin to scare you I just wanna aware you
2:54I bet you won't even look at my face (what what what) I dare you
2:57Yo ni**a please yo I'm nice with these
2:59While you're guardin your grill I'll be beatin up your kidneys
3:02Me and my boys with the fat tec 9's
3:04With my joint cocked back in case a punk tried to take mines
3:07Where I'm from there's no need for hesitation
3:09We cock and squeeze now where's the doctor for this patient
3:12He's drippin blood and now he's down to his last breath
3:14But he won't make it cause he knows that my joint is def
3:17The ill type of brooklyn artist
3:20Who rocks the hardest regardless
3:22Who you know and where you're from I pull your file
3:25(How? ) brooklyn style
3:27Come on y'all and feel the groove
3:29Get on down and make your move
3:32Welcome to the funkiest
3:35Brooklyn style laid out like this
Come on y'all and feel the groove Get on down and make your move Welcome to the funkiest Brooklyn style laid out like this Come on y'all and feel the groove Get on down and make your move Welcome to the funkiest Brooklyn style laid out like this I kicks the flavor good to represent the neighborhood Where I come from and that's the place of brooklyn Where the grimies are born and bred And bullets are like eyeballs two to the head Well is it brownsville time to represent for the map Where the peeps smoke blunts and like to wear mad gold caps The party addict about to explode From the 1 1 2 the double 3 ill zip code Parlayin on the corner drinkin 40's shootin cee-lo It's a brooklyn thing aight you know our steelo And for those who just don't know how it go Play like a substitute teacher and act like you know So yo, who wanna set it you better kick your best g You and your whole entourage couldn't test me I represent for the fo' main And if you're not a booty bandit then niggaz can't hang Come on y'all and feel the groove Get on down and make your move Welcome to the funkiest Brooklyn style laid out like this Now let's get straight down to the point I represent for this brooklyn joint baby pah where we're takin it to Makin a few dollars don't mean you gotta forget Where you come from and try to be someone that you're really not And front with what you got You're gonna be looked at as a black man still so keep it real What type of mission can I say you on Because you musta done changed to some grey poupon heh I'm really happy to see you blew up But always remember my man you grew up In the pj's all your life in a broken home(well alright now) Up in the pj's all your life, keepin it strong, what I be the louis ave livin live long lastin lover Bonafied black brother word to the mother Skilled at trades at hand with those who made The man with support and always stayed a fan My dialectic style is perfected In ways you can't imagine rap bein accepted Funk'll slam like a doper jam pops I'm takin mine like taxes with uncle sam So check out the asiatic type of flow Like water in the nile but it's brooklyn style Come on y'all and feel the groove Get on down and make your move Welcome to the funkiest Brooklyn style laid out like this Yo this is big scoob no practice I'm flippin on niggaz like little kids on that mattress You know my style baby pah from the pj's My lyrics so d**e they too fat for local dj's So hear me out no doubt no need for screamin My boys in the back clockin your jewels and they scheamin Why did they step to me I hit em bow budow Knocked out his fronts cause the kid was mad fragile No need for beef chief I'm rollin mad deep So pick up your teeth I got him shakin like a leaf Not tryin to scare you I just wanna aware you I bet you won't even look at my face (what what what) I dare you Yo ni**a please yo I'm nice with these While you're guardin your grill I'll be beatin up your kidneys Me and my boys with the fat tec 9's With my joint cocked back in case a punk tried to take mines Where I'm from there's no need for hesitation We cock and squeeze now where's the doctor for this patient He's drippin blood and now he's down to his last breath But he won't make it cause he knows that my joint is def The ill type of brooklyn artist Who rocks the hardest regardless Who you know and where you're from I pull your file (How? ) brooklyn style Come on y'all and feel the groove Get on down and make your move Welcome to the funkiest Brooklyn style laid out like this
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