BK, BX, BK - Q-Unique

I was born in Brooklyn, New York, where snitches were lookin' to talk

They got bagged by Louis & Rocco and took for a walk

Dead in the trunk of a Cadillac

Parked on the corner where I was off the head with a battle rap

Summers at Coney Island, winters at Sunset Park

Broad daylight in Red Hook where the guns get sparked

The

Kelvin Martin snatched the chain and

We wore the same shit but fit the description

And we knew wrong from right but loved to split the decision

Stray bullets proved cats didn’t hit with precision

And rap went from a pastime to instant religion

Where goodfellas made cash and 'hood-dwellers blazed they stash

And visitors are prayin' cops will save they ass

From D7, Ten Thieves to

Cut Master D.C. «Brooklyn Rocks the Best»

And then I was raised up in the Bronx, where the dealers had nothin' but

And the Black Spades lurked about for somethin' to stomp

From Tremont Avenue to the Grand Concourse

Controllin' us delinquents was a task for the Bronx Force

When an eighth of the white was the least to start with

And Larry Davis took on the Police Department

Where Kool Herc was first to breakin' out street noise

And BDP said RSC was takin' out these toys

And there on the side of the 6, written in bold letters

Was the name Seen, BX, home of the go-getters

This is home team, you visitin' the state, H was

Flippin' in the, Lord Finesse diggin' in the crates, c’mon!

So now I’m back in Brooklyn, New York, and snitches is still lookin' to talk

Get bagged by Boris and Vlad and took for a walk

Dead and buried in the Brighton Beach sand

With two loaded Desert Eagles held tight in each hand

Astroland is gone, two-thousand-twelve rolls around

Shawn Carter with the Nets and BK to hold it down

We over now, we supposed to throw the toasters down

Biggie’s ghost floats around, roll ya smoke, hold it now

«No Sleep Till Brooklyn» so stay awake

All my dogs of Bushwick and could raise the stakes

A New York State of Mind with the heart of BK

I’ve walked the ruffest path like the Gowanus Freeway

It’s Brooklyn, BK, Crooklyn, Brook-nam

Legends of the street and the whole world looks on

It’s the God-borough, the greatest place ever made

I be showin' my love, in the spotlight, center-stage