Brooklyn Took It

(Ah check it out...check it out yo) (Repeat 4x)

Here's the remedy for all your cornball raps

Brooklyn's back on the map I'm not bragging

Defeating all foes bring your styles

I stomp out the last dragon

Grand groove Grandmaster like back in the days

Holding my own on the street and the microphone

You can't rip it I grip it and flip it

Trip it down memory lane back to the park jams

We used to spark jams, now niggas get jammed

Or should I say jelly?

My vocals rip through your Pelle Pelle

You can't see me so you can't hit me

You ace deuce tre, I four five six and trips

Drums numb your ears, rhymes swell up your lips

Chicks gravitate towards the crooked

If your props are gone, Brooklyn took it

Chorus:

("Brooklyn keeps on taking it" - KRS) (Repeat 4x)

Mindcrusher, spinecrusher, Brooklyn been banging

Making noise from the US to Russia

Couldn't set it, even if you wanted

So many bodies on my microphone, the shit's haunted

Doggonnit, your girl's on it

Record companies are on it, you can't have it, causing havoc

Building, destroying, deploying

My rhymes on beats strategicly I melt any MC

I repre- aww fuck it, don't even need to say it

You know the time when I start to sautee it

So niggas be having mad maws and shit

Cause Brooklyn stole the show like a grand larcenist

But ease up off us, or you'll need officers

We're deadly, there's no cure

Boom bang em on down, treat competition like clowns

Crooklyn, Crooklyn, from town to town

Serve your girl butt naked

If she's gone, who took it?

Chorus

This one is for Brooklyn, land of cro