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FOXY BROWN lyrics : "B.K. Anthem"

Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that
Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

I grew up in the thoroist borough - B.K.

Where B.I.G. had everybody rockin' D.K.
Gav was the first dude wit' the C.L.K.
and bricks was gettin' shipped outta east L.A.

It's Brooklyn, where ^!$$%z lives was tooken
Rich cats got knocked and they wallets was tooken
Fourty-three and Hemlock, they fifth bit @@#!

We cryed when they killed Lenox and popped them rocks
(aiyyo, ya ain't hear, what {the $#&@} I just said?)
B.K. - the home of Biggie and Jay

Where ^!$$%z got Will Smith ships, get jiggy all day
(*##$es that boost in the city all day
Heckel and Koch, crack spots, federal watch

I grew up here, sip mo', threw up here
Yo the feds snatched two up here, in B.K.
^!$$%z in the hood in that all blue and grey

Gorillas got rich from still wells and P.A.

Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that
Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?


Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?


Brooklyn! The livest borough
You come here front, you might die in this borough
The east, the feelin' best dies in this borough

Full of projects, the wildest borough
Try to figure out which side is thoro
From, C.I. to Saint Marks is carryin' cons

^!$$%z rock Coogi and Dolce Gaban's
So women here make a livin' just carryin' bombs
We pop, corks a little bit and we floss a little bit

In the club, buyin' out Cris', pour us a little bit
I told y'all that my borough is thoro
I know ^!$$%z that'll clap you up and bury the metal

Same day, still in the hood and so ghetto
Brook-non, holla back, get your crook on
Live from the seven-one-eight, we raised the eight

Everytime poppy raise the way to that eight
Mother$#&@ers!


Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that
Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at

Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

Lemme tell you where I grew up at

Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that
Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?


It's B.K. ^!$$%, get yo' vest ate up
Over them chips, you could get S-Ked up

They find you in the back of the buildin' - sprayed up
All for the love of this paper; we misled
By 21 - some'll be dead

By 22 - the rest of these dudes are bein' feds
We got change but we still !#@*ED up
^!$$%z is outta jail but they locked up

The feds takin' prints when we pullin' the drops up
BK open up, get popped up
You know whats the borough where cats drive wit' the box in the truck

Tre pound locked up, wrist be rocked up
Yellin' out "Get down, lay down when we pop up!"
Blocks so hot we drop the rocks wit' tops up

Windows tinted, you can't see whos in it
It's Brown ^!$$%, I represent it, it's Brooklyn!

Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

Lemme tell you where I grew up at
Sip mo', threw up at, flip !@%!e, blew up that

Where fake thugs got they vests shoot up at
Brooklyn! Beef, who want that?

B.K. borough (*##$es, ain't nuttin' but the best in here
The streets of New York, real ^!$$%z, real %#@! happen ^!$$%
$#&@ y'all know 'bout bang-outs, gettin' busy?

$#&@ police and all that ^!$$%, real ^!$$%z
Brooklyn ^!$$%!

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