JOELL ORTIZ lyrics : "Brooklyn Bullshit"
Brooklyn is in the house and
Just wave your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care, care
[Joell Ortiz:]
Yes I am on that Brooklyn bull%#@!
That's where I was born and raised ^!$$%
It's 718 ^!$$%
It's a genuine borough ^!$$%
Greezy ^!$$%z man
Chea, check, uh
(Joell Ortiz) check
[Verse 1:]
So what if I ask for an ace on your sigarette
On the first and third I'm happy cuz all the fiends get a check
So what if I still go up to the roof to bone
With a bird from the p's who gives ruthless dome
So what if I'm still chipping for a bag of weed
And if that L looks skimpy I leave half the seeds
So what if it's the second day I wore these jeans
I was chilling yesterday, they don't stink, ya'mean?
So what I get a shape up when I need a cut
I ain't woofing that bad, I can use these 5 bucks
So what if I get a beer on credit, from my corner store
I be going there for years goddammit
So what if I lose my re-up in dicegames
In the mall I'll be scheming to find me a nice chain
So what If I exit dinner when I don't feel like cooking
I ain't my fault I'm on that bull%#@!, I'm from Brooklyn![Chorus:]
E'time you come around your face turn to a frown
You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
[Verse 2:]
So what if I ask my man for a piece of chicken
When it ain't yours for some reason it always taste different
So what if we five deep in a two door whip
We gotta get where we going if you fit you fit
So what if I still reside in my moms crib
Now $#&@ that, I'm rhyming to get outta there kid
So what, yes I do have two baby mothers
Yes they do stay two buildings away from eachother
So what if I only had one job in my life
And that friday I got my check is the friday I took flight
So what if I skip lines in front of the club
The ^!$$%z quiet, the (*##$es is always like "that's $#&@ed up"
So what if my cable box in the hood is still hot
And my whole fam be silent everytime they knock
So what if I spent a couple nights in the bookings
I ain't my fault I'm on that bull%#@!, I'm from Brooklyn!
[Chorus:]
E'time you come around your face turn to a frown
You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
[Verse 3:]
So what if every now and then I hop out cabs
Papi took the long way, papi think I'm $$#
So what I cop blue Hawaiians instead of a bottle
I'll catch Brooklyn drinks if they close the Apollo
So what if I got my mans shirt on my back
I had this %#@! for 4 months, he don't want this back
So what when we 20 deep, I act up
Yo best better be easy, don't get clapped up
So what if these ain't real rocks up in my watch
When the sun hit the face this %#@! still looks hot
So what if I rob you blind if your $$# ain't looking
I ain't my fault I'm on that bull%#@!, I'm from Brooklyn!
[Chorus: x2]
E'time you come around your face turn to a frown
You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock
The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size
Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock
Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bull%#@!!
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