Текст песни Jemini the Gifted One - Brooklyn Kids
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One, two y`allOld school y`allAllow me if you willto indulge my verbal skill into a sceneabout the feeble minded schemes of a teenI tried to stay alive and I strivedSometimes I even criedI was only ten years plus fiveNevertheless**** gave me stressmy addiction to sess led to my first conviction and arrestyes yesthe East New York style was like the wild wild west`cuz if you had to impresswhen you dressed in fresh gear"Hey yo, we only rockin` Bally`s over here!"this year if you ain`t got ityou still could be down but play the rearyou come to the section that I`m fromry to rock your fresh appareland you`ll be starin` down the barrel of a gunremember `83 and `84 in high schoolcome December the jewel was the Brooklyn rulethe restroom was off limits to the herbscuz we was shootin` celo from the palms to the curbslady luck be with me, daddy needs a new pair of shoesbut daddy hates to lose so somebody got to get abusedyou think you jettin` with my dough, hell nonigga you don`t know my steelowe `bout to take a vote on your sheepskin coatand your phat gold rope chainyou had to be insane to even get into the gameit`s me you need to thank that you`re only gettin` ganked point blankmy homeboy Tank got the shankthat`s how it was, so this is how it isyou got to keep it real when you deal with them Brooklyn kidsthe Zulus dropped jewels on a school called ****now it`s graphics, the gods had crazy mathematicschicks Uptown wore Louis Vuitton and Fendiwasn`t friendly but for lunch at **** y`all could get it ona new mob culture deep like Bob Marleythe brothas that was large Black Eyes and Eric Charleyat Riverside they gave dough to any hoe that might want itif he had the loot you know that he would flaunt itin those days nobody pledged allegiance to a crewif it came to you or them best believe it would be youin two short years Brooklyn flipped shit, swithcheda lot of brothas caught the blade `cuz they snitchedlike the bitch ass niggas that they was becausethe Brooklyn brothas always keep an eye on what other brothas doessecurity became an impurity, they tried to keep us quieteverytime they try it we would riotwe made the front page when we took it to the stagein a rage on the masseswe all left our classes broke fool in the school everybody lost their cool, no more shankswe had graduated to the toolthat`s how it was, so this is how it isyou got to keep it real when you deal with them Brooklyn kidsNow everybody talkin` bout the west coast, yeahthey real with the skill but we was packin` toast in the days long gone, living wrongliving trife, no lifeand the Decepticons rollin` through the nightyou betta take flight when you see `em preparing for battlethey roll a hundred deep in the street like cattlethe only thing that slowed `em down was ****and the **** gave `em knowledgea third caught city jobs the others went to collegethe last third simply got worse schooling all the young boysthat came behind the ones who came firstthat`s how it was, so this is how it isyou got to keep it real when you deal with them Brooklyn kids