Brooklyn! Where's that?

We got Big we got Jay
We got big we got jays
Over the years I done heard a lot of praise
Not for ya fuckin Allah but for what we go through every day
Brooklyn's like the summer and their are raps like the dog days
Brooklyn's the residence
We're best and its evident
Shootout to Joey bada, a rap specialist
Brooklyn's got variety, zombies in society
Phonies and underachievers have a notoriety
Pro fucking era creating sobriety anxiety
But in the midst of rap game
You gotta point out and be the first to exclaim
That we wouldn't be where we're at
Without Brooklyn raising Us with combat
Knowledge
Get my daughter to college so she don't need no man
Catch me if you can I'm a renaissance man

*chorus filled with samples from songs about Brooklyn*
Brooklyn's in the house Chicka Chicka Brooklyn! Brooklyn!

Red hook's where it all began
Chaos like in Sudan
In the streets playing kick the can
Sitting on his porch it's an old man
Snoozing off looking at the sky dosen't see life passing by
Flatbush's got the Brains working on the noodle strains
Brighton Beach's got the lyudi from ze ukraines
Coney Islands got all the Pedros, y Pablo's
Wandering around looking for some tacos
Compare us to LA I'll hang you so high you'll think you're in Colorado
Brooklyn's rap's el dorado
Look no further than this law enforcer
Cause just to the observer
My raps are like a murder
If you ain't from here get the fuck out
Before its get dark and no one'll hear you shout
The loudest thing they hear is beyond reasonable doubt
You should live here before you think you know what it's about

*chorus filled with samples from songs about Brooklyn*
Brooklyn's in the house Chicka Chicka Brooklyn! Brooklyn!