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Ming FS f M`stro Manny

Kings County

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Knowing what you`re doing, being right, and following throughAnd never stop following through on what you believe inAnd umh, if you have to defend it physically, verbally, spirituallywhatever way you have to do defend itBrooklyn people are always ready to pay the price for what they believe inYes, we manifestalleviate the tension and ya stressMing, FSAnd on the flow, M`stro, maestroManny-One, personBrooklynRegardless where I`m at in this liferegardless where I come roam Brooklyn forever my home.The street lights, the street life, the dues I paid that keep me focused to write it`s like this place is my wifeTil death do us partOur wedding reception was in the park after dark where she gave me heart and soul and told me our love would only grow as we got older I told her I`ll never leave and if I did I`ll be back that`s word to meI said it purposely, so she could understand her worth to meThis is the county of kingsyou can tell by the size of the medallions and gold ringsRoyalty dwells in sections we swingWhere the bush is flat, where the ville is brownwhere the heights is crowned, where the fort is greenewhere, the stuy`s in bedwhere New York is east and Coney is an island connectedSometimes the bush is wicked and parks are slopedthe bay is ridged and Benson is a HurstI`ll forever be connected, partly, Bobby Johnson`s in Canarsie God forgive us all for living harshly, that`s home before month nineThe umbilical cord line and when moms pushed and space became timeSee Brooklyn is a state of mind, my sunshineIt`s King`s County baby, where you at son?(Chorus)Where the bush is flat, where the ville is brownwhere the heights is crowned, where the fort is greenewhere the stuy`s in bed, where New York is east and Coney is an island connectedWhere the bush is flat, where the ville is brownwhere the heights is crowned, where the fort is greenewhere the stuy`s in bed, where New York is east and Coney is an island connectedWe street talk, but we flip it and bounce itSpeak dialect of herbalist, you speak nervousnessWhen congested check the herbalistblood flow for real like Echinacea for golden seal to ease internal turbulenceWe say peace when we walk and half the population don`t eat porkPeace to all points directionalBrooklyn where the thugs be intellectuals and God be blessin` youSee, part of it`s slum and part of it`s ghetto and part of it`s suburban and part of it`s meadowPart of it`s peace and part of it`s concrete junglebut on the whole it`s mellowThat`s my first love in my heartFrom Prospect Park to the beaches that touch the AtlanticDark brown, white, red, Moreno and Hispanic and granted it ain`t where you live, but it`s love the sameWe stay hot so you can touch the flame Plus the frame picture perfect we stick togetherlike glue that`s the all-purposeCall ticket master if you looking for the circusThis ain`t the place for the week hearted, scared and nervousThere`s no place like home that`s my wordI`ll cut a vein and bleed verbs to be heard, no need for reverbI`m from the heart of the beastThe furthest point eastIn peace I speak to reach peoples in the streets are related(Chorus)See, part of it`s slum and part of it`s ghetto and part of it`s suburban and part of it`s meadowPart of it`s peace and part of it`s concrete jungle, but on the whole it`s mellow.

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