Brownsville's the place where crews seem the livest
Cops get knocked down body counts' only rising
Them streets look - Full to ya!

Villains look - Poor to ya!
Them ^!$$%s'll - Slaughter ya!
For your goose Nautica

You got jewels? Stash 'em son
Cause there's a thousand ^!$$%s broke
And we all got guns!

And you know what that means
^!$$%s be open like they smoking caffeine
Looking to do a quick stick, move, and swift\

With your ___ on your hip

Ready to flip

Whenever you empty your clip, dip
And get the $#&@ up out of Dodge
That's if you know what's up kid

^!$$%s is getting Mandela time
Plus the crackers is corrupted
But then you got them clockers down at 73rd

That was drug $$#ociated since the 70's, word
It's kinda skeptic
Living these crazy ways unprotected

Every day is a jam
So expect the unexpected
Crime time!

1-718 Brownsville, Brooklyn
The housing property be getting tooken
So we're intended

Be under pressure getting blackmailed
Villains using their dealings
Making killings off of crack sales

The theme song of murder
Nobody's kidding,
These fools are forbidden

Automatics just be spittin'
And devastating, and profound
You get lumped up soon as you jump up

Or get gunned down in Brownsville
Young bucks got guns
(Now that's a damn shame)

Everybody claim they represent and do they thing
_____ toting in cases hard to believe
The firing squad'll throw your whole borough under siege

Beyond twin chrome and farmers
^!$$% it's Billy Danze
And when I'm double clutching my hands

Them $#&@ers won't jam
So my man, if your seeking an advance to your grave
It's the land of the drama lord

And the home of the $#&@ing brave
It's hard to trust us cause it's mad ruckus
We toe tax with mufflers for small time hustlers

It's blue steel concealed under my sweater
To calm down whoever
Duke, I move clever

I must keep it stepping, hops
When %#@! be getting' hot
I step and bop

While I stroll with my weapon @@#!ed
The hill that's real, we kill at will
Clack Clack! Clack Clack!

Clack Clack! Clack Clack!
Mad guns in your grill
In the 'Ville

Brownsville! (Yeah)
Killings here only bring retaliation
No crying

See dying's an everyday thing
Swing 25 ^!$$%s down by my battlegrounds
I'll move in with 8 thugs that love busting rounds

You know the deal
In my streets your heater be ready to blaze
Keep cash in your stash

In case you gotta be Swayze
For twisting a ^!$$% cap back
That's that work of M.O.P.
Who we be? Firing squad of 11233
Clack Clack!

Whole clips in your back
That's thug style
Turning a small section of Brooklyn
Into the OK Corral
Now, news flash

Razorfied lead
One grazed Ted
Two paralyzed
Three dead
Gunmen fled the scenery

With heavy automatic machinery
^!$$%s ain't got nothing to lose
And yo it seems to be
Ill ^!$$%
Kill or be killed

In the 'Ville ^!$$%
All up and down Mother Gaston
They blasting steel
Blow your stacks and chips
In AC's with rims
We be living good

With a MAC and black Tims
Keep this in mind
And they might not find you in the river
With the next guy
That fly %#@! that Brownsville deliver, ^!$$%