Joey Bada$$ - Brooklyn'$ Own lyrics

Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott [Brooklyn, New York. USA.]

[Joey Bada$$ - Brooklyn'$ Own lyrics]

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 on
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
It's 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 it's 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
Should in fact be 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
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
Its 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
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 Canarsie
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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