[00:00:26] Brownsville the place where crews seem the livest [00:00:29] Cops get knocked down body counts' only rising [00:00:31] Them streets look Raw to ya [00:00:33] Villains look Poor to ya [00:00:35] Them n***as'll Slaughter ya [00:00:36] For your goose Nautica [00:00:37] You got jewels Stash 'em son [00:00:39] 'Cause there's a thousand n***as broke [00:00:41] And we all got guns [00:00:42] And you know what that means [00:00:44] N***as be open like they smoking caffeine [00:00:45] Looking to do a quick stick move and swift [00:00:48] With your ifth on your hip [00:00:49] Ready to flip [00:00:50] Whenever you empty your clip dip [00:00:52] And get the f**k up out of Dodge [00:00:54] That's if you know what's up kid [00:00:56] N***as is getting Mandela time [00:00:57] Plus the crackers is corrupted [00:00:59] But then you got them clockers down at 73rd [00:01:01] That was d**g associated since the 70's word [00:01:04] It's kinda skeptic [00:01:05] Living these crazy ways unprotected [00:01:07] Every day is a chance [00:01:08] So expect the unexpected [00:01:10] Crime time [00:01:11] 1 718 Brownsville Brooklyn [00:01:13] The housing property be getting tooken [00:01:15] So we're intended [00:01:16] Be under pressure getting blackmailed [00:01:18] Villains using their dealings [00:01:19] Making killings off of crack sales [00:01:21] The theme song of murder [00:01:22] Nobody's kidding [00:01:23] These fools are forbidden [00:01:25] Automatics just be spittin' [00:01:26] And devastating and profound [00:01:28] You get lumped up soon as you jump up [00:01:30] Or get gunned down in Brownsville [00:01:54] Young punks got guns [00:01:55] Now that's a d**n shame [00:01:57] Everybody claim they represent and do they thing [00:01:59] Tef and Bo was toting in case it's hard to believe [00:02:02] The firing squad'll throw your whole borough under siege [00:02:04] Beyond twin chrome revolvers [00:02:06] N***a it's Billy Danze [00:02:07] And when I'm double clutching my hands [00:02:09] Them f**kers won't jam [00:02:10] So my man if your seeking an advance to your grave [00:02:13] It's the land of the drama lord [00:02:14] And the home of the f**king brave [00:02:16] It's hard to trust us 'cause it's mad ruckus [00:02:18] We tote tecs with mufflers for small time hustlers [00:02:21] It's blue steel concealed under my sweater [00:02:24] To calm down whoever [00:02:25] Duke I move clever [00:02:27] I must keep it stepping hops [00:02:28] When s**t be getting' hot [00:02:30] I step and bop [00:02:31] While I stroll with my weapon cocked [00:02:32] The hill that's real we kill at will [00:02:34] Clack Clack Clack Clack [00:02:35] Clack Clack Clack Clack [00:02:36] Mad guns in your grill [00:02:37] In the 'Ville [00:02:59] Brownsville [00:03:00] Yeah [00:03:00] Killings here only bring retaliation [00:03:03] No crying [00:03:03] See dying's an everyday thing [00:03:06] Swing 25 n***as down by my battlegrounds [00:03:08] I'll move in with 8 thugs that love busting rounds [00:03:10] You know the deal [00:03:11] In my streets your heater be ready to blaze [00:03:13] Keep cash in your stash [00:03:14] In case you gotta be Swayze [00:03:16] For twisting a n***a cap back [00:03:17] That's that work of M O P [00:03:19] Who we be Firing squad of 11233 [00:03:21] Clack Clack [00:03:22] Whole clips in your back [00:03:23] That's thug style [00:03:24] Turning a small section of Brooklyn [00:03:25] Into the OK Corral [00:03:27] Now news flash [00:03:29] Razorfied lead [00:03:29] One grazed Ted [00:03:30] Two paralyzed [00:03:31] Three dead [00:03:32] Gunmen fled the scenery [00:03:33] With heavy automatic machinery [00:03:35] N***as ain't got nothing to lose [00:03:37] And yo it seems to be [00:03:38] I'll n***a [00:03:39] Kill or be killed [00:03:40] In the 'Ville n***a [00:03:41] All up and down Mother Gaston [00:03:42] They blasting steel [00:03:44] Blow your stacks and chips [00:03:45] In AC's with rims [00:03:46] We be living good [00:03:47] With a MAC and black Tims [00:03:49] Keep this in mind [00:03:50] And they might not find you in the river