Brooklyn! [Repeat: x4] Brooklyn! We go hard! [Repeat: x2]
[Chorus: Santogold] Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! [Repeat: x8]
[Jay-Z] This is black hoodie rap, there's no fear in my eyes where they looking at Better look on map, Besides, me nah like to eye fight Me nah think such a ting is worth a man's life (Christ!) But if a man test my Stuy, I promise he won't like my reply Boom Bye Bye like Buju I'm crucial I'm a Brooklyn boy I may take some getting use to Chain snatching, ain't have it, gotta get it Same shitted, from Brownsville to Bainbrididge Fatherless child, mama put double shifts So the number runners was the only one I hanged widith Before you know it I'm in the game, bang fidith Fit no orangutans piddeals kid-daps like orange's I'm dangerous Please! Tell me what the name of this is
[Chorus: Santogold (Jay-Z & Santigold)] Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! [Repeat: x4] Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! (B-R-O-O-K!) Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! (L-Y-N! Come again!) Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! (B-R-O-O-K!) Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard! (L-Y-N! Come again!)
[Jay-Z] I father, I Brooklyn Dodger them I Jack, I Rob, I sin Aw man, I'm Jackie Robinson Except when I run base, I dodge the pen Lucky me, lucky we, they didn't get me Now when I bring the Nets I'm the Black Branch Ricky From Brooklyn corners, burning branches of sticky Spread love, Biggie, Brooklyn, hippie I pity, the fool with jewels like Mr. T With no history in my borough, they borrow With no intentions of returning, tomorrow The sun don't come out for many, like Annie Half orphan, mama never had an abortion Papa sort of did, still I managed to live I go hard, I owe it all to the crib Now please tell me, what the fuck's harder than this!
[Santogold] While I'm doing my time due to circumstance Cross that bridge, face the consequence Once pretend now I paid my dues Risk takers we break the rules Get so dark, but I see good Bed-Stuy stay high in my neck of the woods Now, let it ring out, it's a warning (Brook-Lyn!) Let it be sworn in Gotta make it stick working like we good color Rip it to the core, underneath it or we ought to Right into the clip, bring it to the floor One step one step give it up more The road is rough and the street's a mess With big ass dreams and a sick death wish Probably like the commercials says Kill the voice screaming in my head