Straight Outta Brooklyn (Intro)
Yea
C'mon man
DeMarcus James also know as Biggie Down (hahaha)
I'm the big boss rapper, straight outta Brooklyn
Wit' rhymes so tight, yea, they'll leave your mind broken
Rollin' in my Benz and ballin' is my lifestyle
Like Antony Edwards, I make incredible plays wit' my style
I'm livin' lavish in my mansion out in Cali
Cold nights, sippin' Henny, feelin' so rally
I'm the rhyme slayer, yea, the mic destroyer
Hard-hittin' beatz, motherfucker, I bring the noise, yea
I spit fire, yea, my flow is pure heat
Biggie rhymin' improv, the crowd's jumpin' out their seat
I'm the East Coast king, representin' the streetz
My lyrics, like bullets, they aim for the beatz
Straight outta Brooklyn
Writin' rhymes, thinkin' out loud, makin' smoke
Biggie on the prowl, wait, don't be in choke
Straight outta Brooklyn
So I'm drinkin' like always
Burn baby burn, I'm numba one all the days
From the streetz of Brooklyn, I rise to the top
Spittin' rhymes so hot, my flow won't stop
I'm like a wildfire, burnin' through the beat
Leavin' ashes in my path, ain't no defeat
I'm makin' smoke like Snoop D-O double G
Puffin' like a chimney
Droppin' verses so sick, it's like I've got the remedy
I run schemes 'round the Bronx like a boss
Taking names, stackin' paper, always at a loss
I hustle hard, no breaks, in this concrete jungle
Ridin' through the streetz, yea, I never stumble
The rhythm and the flow, it's like a drug to me
Makin' heads nod, c'mon, feelin' the energy
Yea
Straight outta Brooklyn
Hahaha
Brooklyn Mindset
Biggie Down
Biggie Down
C'mon man
DeMarcus James also know as Biggie Down (hahaha)
I'm the big boss rapper, straight outta Brooklyn
Wit' rhymes so tight, yea, they'll leave your mind broken
Rollin' in my Benz and ballin' is my lifestyle
Like Antony Edwards, I make incredible plays wit' my style
I'm livin' lavish in my mansion out in Cali
Cold nights, sippin' Henny, feelin' so rally
I'm the rhyme slayer, yea, the mic destroyer
Hard-hittin' beatz, motherfucker, I bring the noise, yea
I spit fire, yea, my flow is pure heat
Biggie rhymin' improv, the crowd's jumpin' out their seat
I'm the East Coast king, representin' the streetz
My lyrics, like bullets, they aim for the beatz
Straight outta Brooklyn
Writin' rhymes, thinkin' out loud, makin' smoke
Biggie on the prowl, wait, don't be in choke
Straight outta Brooklyn
So I'm drinkin' like always
Burn baby burn, I'm numba one all the days
From the streetz of Brooklyn, I rise to the top
Spittin' rhymes so hot, my flow won't stop
I'm like a wildfire, burnin' through the beat
Leavin' ashes in my path, ain't no defeat
I'm makin' smoke like Snoop D-O double G
Puffin' like a chimney
Droppin' verses so sick, it's like I've got the remedy
I run schemes 'round the Bronx like a boss
Taking names, stackin' paper, always at a loss
I hustle hard, no breaks, in this concrete jungle
Ridin' through the streetz, yea, I never stumble
The rhythm and the flow, it's like a drug to me
Makin' heads nod, c'mon, feelin' the energy
Yea
Straight outta Brooklyn
Hahaha
Brooklyn Mindset
Biggie Down
Biggie Down
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