Brooklyn Rhapsody Brooklyn
Her and I
Love jones behind the scenes
Secret lovers
Frequent fuckers
Subsequent fighters
When I leave her reach she
Mumbles under her breath
"2 CDs For 5"
"I got that new Spiderman DVD"
"Loosies Loosies"
Insecure feelings felt when I hit the Thruway that day
Left her briefly to put my lips on my uptown slide I call Fredonia
But I told her
Brooklyn no matter who I deal with
You my main squeeze
With your Nostrand Ave curves
Your Fulton Street waistline
Those measurements always do something to me
E 96th
E97th
E 98th
Damn…
Sometimes we get physical
And I gotta go downtown and eat her
Whet my appetite with Crown Fried Chicken
3 wing special
Wonder if I can afford a soda
Nah, gotta walk down the street to the bodega
The corner store
Hear the meringue but don't react
Nah, that's what Empire was for
That was my shit
When they'd open the floor
There were no walls to hold up
Protocol was dubbing all you could dub
I go to Brooklyn's back
Pull out a Tropical Fantasy
The red flavor
Proceed to put in my two cent's worth
Damn, no one's working the counter
Wonder if I could pay the deli guy…
Brooklyn took me to court
Every Saturday
That's where that crossover came from
How could somebody your size be that quick, they wonder
Everybody Brooklyn births is a dribblehead
But it's better than being a basehead
They're trying to fuck my girl now
Trying to Thomas Jefferson my girl
Milk in her coffee
But fuck Starbucks
Give me a hot cup of that ol' funky Sal's shit
Hot
Strong
Black
Narcoleptic skeptics
They way they sleep on you
First it was crack
Now it's crackers
Trying to take what's yours
Raising property value
To make her look more attractive
But Brooklyn was beautiful way before the invasion
You can't give her a low self-esteem complex
Not with that Brooklyn swagger so strong
So sincere
No one walks like Brooklyn walks
So keep your gentrification tricks
You told us to stay put and gave us the 'hood
Pulled it over our eyes
Now that we made it a fashion statement
You want a piece of the pie sitting on the guarded windowsill
I say fuck you
With every honest breath in my body
You can't have my girl
She's loyal
She's truth
She's Brooklyn
She raised me
She taught me
She's Brooklyn
She birthed me
She carried me
She's Brooklyn
And for everything you've taken
You've given double
So I owe you triple…
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