Kill Bill, Brooklyn Academy - I'm From Brooklyn lyrics

[Kill Bill, Brooklyn Academy - I'm From Brooklyn lyrics]

Brooklyn be billions and billions
I be Brooklyn Bill
It was Brooklyn where my uncle
Got hooked on krillz
A billion warped thoughts travel through
The grime in his mind
A billion wars fought between crime
Designed in the devine
A billion seconds ago
It was nineteen fifty-nine
A billion minutes ago, Jesus Christ was alive
A billion hours ago
We were living in the stone ages
A billion dollars
The definition what cocaine is
This be a Brooklyn thing where Kings stampede
We got hundreds of greedy geniuses
That get that cream
Acopolco Gold grab dutches at the bodega
Stuntin' in stashed Air Maxes
Those are my most favourite


We met fanphibian, fucked up, I need lithium
Sabotage my life with northern
Lights and pifium
I been the illest William since Billy D
Sold Colt 45 of TV, it's really me
Billy Brooklyn

This is Brooklyn br-br-br-br-br-Brooklyn
I'm from BBr-br-br-br-br-Brooklyn
Br-br-br-br-br-Brooklyn

Yeah, you love the way I'm
A burrough sound chopped up
Fuck around, that's exactly how you found
Chopped up in Gowanus Canal with a sock in
Your mouth inside a hefty bag
Looking like Oscar the Grouch
No future, It's Apocalypse Now
You get blasted off, rocketship stlye
Brooklyn bad, the beautiful, the bomb
Its musical charm and I
Ain't talking Louie Vatton
I'm talking Tim boots, baseball caps
And facemasks
Polo patches, skully caps, and nap sacks
Fat sacks of weed, half black and Japanese
Drug pushers turning cats to catastrophe
It ain't the movies, you ain't gonna believe
Outsiders try to enter but
They ain't gonna leave

I learned how to survive on the crossroads
Of a street and an avenue
Where kids brawl over stick ball and use a
Bat for beating you black and blue
Little bastards that would laugh at you if
You were sweeter than passion fruit
Until your heart hardens on the
Streets with the Brooklyn attitude
And we would rumble like the
Jets and the Sharks
But on Friday the spics and white
Chicks had sex in the park
And we didn't give a fuck
From which section you are
But, if you gonna step to somebody
You step with some heart
When we travel from Longbow to Marcey
From Partsworth to Canarsie
The strong and thorough made a
Name like John Turtturo
Our block was born so you'd lock
Your doors of fear of knocks
The birthplace of 2Pac Shakur
This is Brooklyn, the shots? like poker face
Carve your skin like a Jack-o lantern
And crack jokes like Adam Sandler
Commit a crime with an open case
Robbing armoured cars
With the warrant squad chasing you in
The dark through Prospect Park

The Dodger's first home where I
Bought my first phone
I had my first?, where I broke my first bone
Flipped my first nick
Where I got my first girlfriend
To suck her first dick
Where I ate Section 8
Where I took my first shit
Where I had my first fight
Where I joined my first gang
Where I first broke night, hold tight
It's where I dropped my first shroom
Where I took my first bump
Where I heard my first tune thump
Out Jamel's first Maxima trunk, after that
Matter fact actual fact
It's where I first landed a track
In the lab with the AK
The land that I rep go like?
I fight for it like a
Palestenian with a stone
B-R double O-K Corral where the illest MC
Could come spit a loser's morale
The most popular burrough where
Everyone wants to stay
My home, our zone, all hail BK

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