Joell Ortiz - Brooklyn In The Building lyrics
[Joell Ortiz - Brooklyn In The Building lyrics]
This cold flow got me chillin like'
Feeling like burn
Brooklyn we in the building
I got a NY aura with a milky way swag
And that flying saucer
I pulled up and got the sidewalk shorter
On fire lookin Mami with her
Eye on the Porsche weekend from the pg’s
Been chillin' these days
Taking it easy, fucking the shit
Out of these freaks, hey
I’m the he say, she say, and me say
This dope flow just started a heat wave
Bring the second verse back before I rap
I’m the future, know how you gon' react
Before it’s spat
The rhymes I crumble up will make you plat
But make my fans go wild
Don’t tell my nigga getting whacked
I’m ill with a fresh pen
Chill lil' fresh man
I set the bar high like it
Was built for the jetsons
They said it ain’t over till
That fat lady singing i’m nasty
I’m bout to fuck a chubby milf in a second
Brooklyn taught me I gotta be hard
So y’all ain't got a chance
Like you lost Monopoly cards
Me and poverty’s part
When my dad left Mami with scars
I stitch the ab with all these quality bars
I’m such a brooklyn life
Open my book and write
Exactly what it’s looking like
From my mountain bike under my hood at night
My gutter’s not for fronting
Niggas is part with nothing
You could get popped for nothing
A simple block discussion
Can leave the choppers busting
Crazy and you not just gushing
Maybe they can drop you off in time
At that spot on flushing
I be across the street and
I hop with something poke
You might see yoshi drop a
Couple on the watch, it’s nothing
I’m extra 718
It’s 187 or whoever disrespecting my k
Speak louder when your creed yawer
Only knows that came from my
To sting the vower
Feeling like burn
Brooklyn we in the building
I got a NY aura with a milky way swag
And that flying saucer
I pulled up and got the sidewalk shorter
On fire lookin Mami with her
Eye on the Porsche weekend from the pg’s
Been chillin' these days
Taking it easy, fucking the shit
Out of these freaks, hey
I’m the he say, she say, and me say
This dope flow just started a heat wave
Bring the second verse back before I rap
I’m the future, know how you gon' react
Before it’s spat
The rhymes I crumble up will make you plat
But make my fans go wild
Don’t tell my nigga getting whacked
I’m ill with a fresh pen
Chill lil' fresh man
I set the bar high like it
Was built for the jetsons
They said it ain’t over till
That fat lady singing i’m nasty
I’m bout to fuck a chubby milf in a second
Brooklyn taught me I gotta be hard
So y’all ain't got a chance
Like you lost Monopoly cards
Me and poverty’s part
When my dad left Mami with scars
I stitch the ab with all these quality bars
I’m such a brooklyn life
Open my book and write
Exactly what it’s looking like
From my mountain bike under my hood at night
My gutter’s not for fronting
Niggas is part with nothing
You could get popped for nothing
A simple block discussion
Can leave the choppers busting
Crazy and you not just gushing
Maybe they can drop you off in time
At that spot on flushing
I be across the street and
I hop with something poke
You might see yoshi drop a
Couple on the watch, it’s nothing
I’m extra 718
It’s 187 or whoever disrespecting my k
Speak louder when your creed yawer
Only knows that came from my
To sting the vower