My Neighborhood (feat. Pack FM) - DJ JS-1, Pack FM

I said I was gonna do a song about Brooklyn

So I’m not gonna do a song about Brooklyn

It could be from Brooklyn without being from Vietnam

Not every drug mule from the hood

Have balls flying in their window tonight

I love my neighborhood it’s not all bad

Everything was all good just a week ago

And it’s still just as good right now

(My neighborhood)

You wish you could come into my neighborhood, neighborhood (in my neighborhood)

Yo, I grew up on the fun side, the New York one side

Stay in the love was quite easy

Sunshine just like the dude on TV

Running no rock tooth hair peezy

Hyper lil' some bitch always is some other shit

A tree grew in Brooklyn, My house was in front of it

Off the wall softball you don’t want none of this

Race down the block and let you know who’s run this shit

Where?

In my neighborhood (In my neighborhood)

You wish you could come into my neighborhood, neighborhood (in my neighborhood)

You like to hear the story

Again and again

About the B to the K to the L Y N

Not a talk about my rubble B though it would be obvious

But I see less brooklyn dodgers and more cosby kids

And i ain’t livin ten-stick-wood ave put your ear to the window

Still hear kids laugh cause the only time we hear sirens

Is when the firemen turned off the hydrant

But once they was gone AJ got the tool box and turned it

Back on block parties kept going till the crack of dawn

We ain’t have a balcony up in mya’s thing we made due

With the view from the fire escape and on the fourth of july

Yeah we light up the sky, but not with the gats all we need is a matchstick

Hang up the milk crate, use it as a basket

Red alert saturday night speakers blastin, where?

In my neighborhood (In my neighborhood)

You wish you could come into my neighborhood, neighborhood (in my neighborhood)

Now dominique’s pop’s drove an ice cream truck

So my house was the first stop hows that for luck

Bide my bike around the block with jermaine

And his brothers while his uncles

And his cousins played spades with his mother

Then after dark sneak to taffy park and

Start writin on the walls

Where they play hand ball but little did the people

Know the vandal was this little bro right underneath their nose playin

Coco leave me yo?, catch me if you can was the object

You never know i live two blocks from the projects

I can’t front man

Them days were gone man

Yall know where I’m going with this right

J S-1 Let em know where we at