Brooklyn Took It

Brooklyn's back on the map, I'm not bragging
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
If I was a video game you couldn't play me
Cause fuck what you heard, this is Crooklyn's casa
Your rhymes are [unverified] sinna raffin' [unverified], mine quite graffing

Or should I say jelly?
Making noise from the US to Russia
So many bodies on my microphone, the shit's haunted
You can't see me so you can't hit me
I stomp out the last dragon

Try to see us, and it's an MC massacre
Here's the remedy, for all your cornball raps
Boom bang 'em on down, treat competition like clowns
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Try to front and we retire, MC's set 'em all on fire
Trip it down memory lane, back to the park jams

So keep it moving, don't play yourself
Building, destroying, deploying
Record companies are on it, you can't have it, causing havoc
Serve your girl butt naked, if she's gone, who took it?

My rhymes on beats strategically I melt any MC
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
You can't rip it, I grip it and flip it

Crooklyn, Crooklyn, from town to town
Brooklyn keeps on taking it

Grand groove, grandmaster, like back in the days
Drums numb your ears, rhymes swell up your lips
Couldn't set it, even if you wanted
When we step, your state we shook it
Ah check it out, check it out yo
So niggas be having mad maws and shit
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Mindcrusher, spinecrusher, Brooklyn been banging

Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Doggonnit, your girl's on it

Switch up, change up, Brooklyn still gets biz
But ease up off us or you'll need officers
'Cause Brooklyn stole the show like a grand larcenist

You ace deuce tre, I four five six and trips
Defeating all foes, bring your styles
Try to freak it, wind up in a homeless shelter

Scooping up the fly ladies 'round my microphone like a Mercedes

Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Plop plop, fizz fizz like Alka-Seltzer
Ah check it out, check it out yo
We used to spark jams, now niggas get jammed
If your props are gone, Brooklyn took it
Brooklyn keeps on taking it
Holding my own on the street and the microphone

Chicks gravitate towards the crooked
This one is for Brooklyn, land of crooks, home of my game
I repre, aw fuck it, don't even need to say it
If it's gone, no doubt, Brooklyn took it
Brooklyn keeps on taking it

You know the time when I start to saute it
My vocals rip through your Pelle Pelle
We're deadly, there's no cure