Jeru The Damaja

Jeru The Damaja - Brooklyn Took It lyrics

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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 crooks, home of my game
 Try to front and we retire, MC's set em all on fire
 Scooping up the fly ladies round my microphone like a Mercedes
 If I was a video game you couldn't play me
 So keep it moving, don't play yourself
 Your rhymes are ?sinna raffin?, mine quite graffing
 Switch up, change up, Brooklyn still gets biz
 Plop plop, fizz fizz like Alka-Seltzer
 Try to freak it, wind up in a homelsss shelter
 Cause fuck what you heard, this is Crooklyn's casa
 Try to see us, and it's an MC massacre
 When we step, your state we shook it
 If it's gone, no doubt, Brooklyn took it

 Chorus
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Language: English

Appearing on: The Sun Rises in the East (1994)

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