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Correct Brooklyn'$ Own Lyrics
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Joey Bada$$
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Badmon representing Peace to the world Peace to the earth Check it out I said, shit ain't been the same since we made Killuminati Hex across my chest see it written across my body Bury me in gold 47 karat casket Resurrect my soul come back as your favorite rapper What if I told you there was nothing to be scared of Nothing but yourself and all the lies they shared ya Look at all the lives that we lost 'cause we fear love To the unknown and Biggie's dream getting teared up Lack of reverence for this sacred land we stand on Its incoherent to the very things we planned Can't understand it if you never expand your Indoctrinated minds, playing possum to the times Thanking God I'm still alive Every time I open my eyes in fact I lie But Lord knows I try Tell me how we gon' survive in America Its a mass terror in everything I'm telling ya Yo, its a genocide going on outside Homicide, suicide, choose a side You decide who stays alive, who gets crucified Who deserve to die, hope its never mine Got my mama horrified every time I go outside I can feel her heart beat when I'm in these dark streets Yeah man I’m from Marcy, so the fact I made it here Still in fact we haunting, 'cause I can make it anywhere And nigga I'm Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own My baby Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own Yeah, that's right I'm Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own My baby Said I'm Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own To the world Yo had ties to troops in Bed Stuy Following, my heart stopped at the red light Lexus the ride then we blasting out of sight Like satellite, know a nigga stay with the dynamite It's plain in Brooklyn, don't get your chain took when you're not looking Ain't nothing worst than a Flatbush man with a gun in his hand Ready to die for rubber band filled with just a couple grand Kiss my Nanamen, how it feel Ready to kill when you still got your hands on the wheel Like I said the flow so ill, like I'm writing wills When the skills get spilled So tell me what you think you better not blink But to sink slow to your death, best to watch your step I got 'em on the edge let me tell 'em what I rep Its the Brooklyn set and I don't see no threats I don't see no threats nigga Its the best nigga, you guessed nigga Ya ya, ya ya I said I tell 'em right here I'm from Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own My baby Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own Yeah, that's right I'm Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own My baby Said I'm Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own To the world Big up everybody out in Flatbush Big up everybody out in Brownsville Big up everybody out in Bed Stuy Big up everybody in the ground still Big up everybody in the Marcy Big up everybody all my people out in Coney Big up everybody out in East New York Big up all my Brooklyn people all across Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own My baby Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own My baby I said I'm Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's, Brooklyn's own
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