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King Chad - Brooklyn lyrics

Artist: King Chad

album: King's Palace


Yea, what, yea
What, yea, what
Yea, yea (Crime scene!)
Uh
Cause when my lyrics hit your nerves
Make your brain bleed (Yeh)
Guess i'm a killer
Play with your heart beat
Like j dilla, familiar
We not the same
No we not familiar
Aye watch out, you better move
On subways taking shoes
Or sneakers
I pay my dues
Know I charge for features
The red, white and blue
Pledge a allegiance
It's still in uneven
You have your church and the deacon (Yeh, yeh)
Your spirit moves
When I talk or speaking
I roll dice twice suede timbs all night
Seven, here comes the cops
Stash my mack eleven (Yeh)
But here we go, carnivals
You can either show love
Or get popped
The streets closed for a couple blocks (Yeh)
The streets cold, Ice cold
It's not made for you (Yeh)
Go ahead and pack it up
It's really not safe for you (Not at all)
You done gave it your all
You done seen the worst
Once you getting involved
It's gonna get you merked (Be the first)
Aye wine giving tosses
To all the falling pimps
It's feeling like mid evil
This book is making sense
This feeling never easy
Ever heard of making cents
It's win lose or draw
But i'm here to take it all (Take it all)
What's the point of
Feeling free it we can't
Truly speak (Truly speak)
All my brothers locked in
Chains and we can't truly eat (Truly eat)
Praying for better cause (Better cause)
Loser, I never lost (Never lost)
Want some, they get involve (Get involve)
And that we send them off (Send them off)
Negative energy envy in my city circle (City circle)
It's so crazy when you build them man
They try the birth you (Tryna birth you)
Niggas tryna get your speeches
Flip it and reverse you (Reverse you)
Wish the best up for your mother man
They tryna search you (Uh,King)
Cause I remember school
Canceled for snow (Yeh, yeh)
Friends cooking coke
Other half wrapped up in dope (Check the word)
Say no more
Let me strap up
Let me speed up the flow (Didn't see that)
Say no more
Let me strap up (Yeh)
Let me beat up the flow (Yeh, yeh)
Cause all I see is
Bad thing's, sad thing's
Bad thing's (Yeh)
Sad thing's, bad thing's
Mad thing's (Yeh, yeh)
I see my homie
walking down the ally (He gone)
They smoke him quick
Like he down from cali (Down the road)

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