《Crooklyn - Sound-A-Like As Made Famous By: Crooklyn Dodgers》歌词

[00:00:00] Crooklyn - Sound-A-Like As Made Famous By: Crooklyn Dodgers - Studio Group

[00:00:11] Panic, as another manic depressive

[00:00:13] Adolescent, stares at death, now what's left

[00:00:16] When there ain't no God, and a whole lot of pride

[00:00:18] It might be a homicide; so let the drama, slide

[00:00:22] We don't want no problems be

[00:00:23] Get your name in the obituary column sheet

[00:00:26] Cause life is too short, and it just gets shorter

[00:00:29] I wish I had a quarter for all my people they slaughtered

[00:00:32] Last year alone, in the Dead Zone

[00:00:34] Walk straight, but don't walk late

[00:00:36] Cause I'm cominh with a hate only made,

[00:00:39] From what it made me

[00:00:40] Cause nobody ever played me

[00:00:42] Now it's, only getting worse, Buckshot and Ase

[00:00:44] In the land of the waste, kicking you in your face

[00:00:47] We be doing it up Crooklyn Style

[00:00:50] What does it take to get you wild

[00:00:52] My mentality is getting iller, killer

[00:00:54] Instinct that's tryin to infiltrate, but wait

[00:00:57] I know you want to enter but I can't let you in

[00:01:00] My mindstate's the maddest,

[00:01:01] I'm Gone With the Wind

[00:01:02] Because it is, survival of the fittest

[00:01:05] When the sh*t hits the fan

[00:01:06] I got my shank in my hand

[00:01:08] Black man with the permanent tan

[00:01:10] I come from the 'Ville and never ran, damn

[00:01:13] I'm feeling another part of reality

[00:01:15] Hit me when I represent the F.A.P.

[00:01:18] Straight from the 'Ville,

[00:01:19] Tilden played the building

[00:01:20] I mean literally when I say I make a killing

[00:01:23] For my cypher, see I'm feening to bust a piper

[00:01:25] Original Headz represent the Brooklyn all nighter

[00:01:28] Do or die, I'm saying it's you and I

[00:01:30] Bring your click, so we can get Stone like Family Sly

[00:01:34] Peace to C.I. and the Bush

[00:01:36] Might even see Ruck and the Rock giving the push

[00:01:50] We did it like that, and now we do it like this

[00:01:52] We did it like that, and now we do it like this

[00:01:54] Go inside your mind and find a time that you miss

[00:01:56] And just, think about the steel in your fist

[00:01:59] It's just an extension of your arm,

[00:02:01] It's that ghetto type of charm

[00:02:03] That makes all the homeboys swarm

[00:02:04] Can I drop the bomb? Oh yes I can

[00:02:07] Move with the groove, smooth like Geechie Dan

[00:02:09] Who is the man? That kid there

[00:02:12] Who is the chick with the pick in her hair?

[00:02:15] Angela, uhh Davis, and we roll like Avis

[00:02:18] Rent-a-Car kid, there you are

[00:02:20] You know where to find me,

[00:02:21] Whenever you need me

[00:02:22] If you know the Ave., follow the path

[00:02:25] To the land of the aftermath

[00:02:26] But don't frolic in the midst,

[00:02:28] Crazy a** Crooklyn kids

[00:02:30] Cause they always throwing a body on my lawn

[00:02:33] I'm getting a Rott-weiler, without a collar

[00:02:35] Get off my block boy and give me a dollar

[00:02:38] For the trouble, or get blown up, like a bubble

[00:02:40] Let's take a sec to think back,

[00:02:42] The year of the seven-oh

[00:02:44] When Brooklyn was the place to go

[00:02:46] Flow, on a journey up to Crown Heights

[00:02:48] Ebbets Field, feel the reel to reel on your life

[00:02:51] Trife, individuals live in the PJ's

[00:02:54] Dee Evil, check my DJ

[00:02:56] Hey, play what I want to play in the day

[00:02:59] But in the night, I feel the right took a left

[00:03:01] Bucktown, Brooklyn break it down

[00:03:03] Heads from state to state, travel as I unravel the rate

[00:03:06] How it, tapped Scott and Sutter

[00:03:08] I remember way back in the days playing

[00:03:10] Hot peas and butter

[00:03:12] Brother, if you want another lesson, Crooklyn, session

[00:03:15] Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

[00:03:17] Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck

[00:03:19] For your bucks, Masta Ase, has the taste

[00:03:22] For ducks, and duck sauce, so tell Lord Digga

[00:03:24] Dig a grave for the bones, sticks and stones

[00:03:27] While I kick some ancient poems,

[00:03:28] Through your domes

[00:03:29] 'Act went back, to attack your homes

[00:03:32] So Tip, can I flip? (Yes you can)

[00:03:34] I'm in the World War, with Muhammad my man

[00:03:37] Feels so good to be a Crooklyn Dodger

[00:03:40] Uh-huh, what's happening, to ReRun and Roger?

[00:03:42] I think I seen em wearing Timberlands

[00:03:44] And running down the block

[00:03:46] From D'Wayne and D'Wayne had a glock

[00:03:47] Cause he be selling rock for the Partridge Family

[00:03:50] And Ruben Kincaid drives a 300-E

[00:03:53] And he be pimping Chrissy from Three's Company

[00:03:55] Plus he stuck Mr. T for all his jewelry

[00:03:58] This is a 70's thing from the days

[00:04:00] When kids didn't act so crazed, in Crooklyn