If You Can Count
Can you count, suckas? (Yeah, right!)
I said, can you count, suckas? (Yeah, right!)
The future is ours, the future is yours if you can count
Can you dig it?
You've got the Moon Runners right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers
Got the Jones Street Boys by the Turnbull AC's
And nobody's (nobody), wastin' nobody (nobody)
And that's a miracle (a miracle)
And miracles are the way things ought to be
Can you dig it? So far from our turf
We fought so hard for our turf (our turf)
Our one little corner of our turf (our turf)
But now can you see how strong we can be
If we can agree that it's all our turf? (All our turf)
Where we always belong (always belong)
We are 60,000 strong, we are never backing down
And there's only 20,000 cops in this whole damn town
Can you dig it? Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Remember what you had to do to earn your block (your block)
Dead any and all invaders, keep the neighbors on lock (on lock)
Tag up every nook and cranny, spray cans non-stop (non-stop)
Make a mission of the competition, so your clique is on top (on top)
Imagine what I had to do to stay on top (on top)
Baddest bitch in the biggest town, shut 'em down, open up shop
Now imagine what we could do if you and your crew
Got with me and my crew, if we, we only knew
We are bigger than the mob! (What?!)
We are bigger than the cops! (What?!)
We are where it all begins (What?!)
We are where it all stops! (What?!)
Can you dig it?! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) Yeah, right!
Now we keep up the truce (now we keep up the truce)
Stand together against dangers (stand together against dangers)
One borough at a time as our numbers climb!
And nobody's (nobody) wastin' nobody (nobody) (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
You are brothers and sisters now, and anywhere you go (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
You are home free! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
'Cause it's all our turf
We're only divided by turf
Our soldiers have died on our turf
We fall on our pride, pulled away by the tide
Until we decide that it's all our turf (all our turf)
And we know our worth (know our worth)
Now imagine feeling safe (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
From the top of the Boogie Down (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
From Manhattan down to Staten! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
All through Coney Island town (Coney Island town!)
Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
Do you count? (Do you count?)
Can you dig it?
Can you—
I said, can you count, suckas? (Yeah, right!)
The future is ours, the future is yours if you can count
Can you dig it?
You've got the Moon Runners right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers
Got the Jones Street Boys by the Turnbull AC's
And nobody's (nobody), wastin' nobody (nobody)
And that's a miracle (a miracle)
And miracles are the way things ought to be
Can you dig it? So far from our turf
We fought so hard for our turf (our turf)
Our one little corner of our turf (our turf)
But now can you see how strong we can be
If we can agree that it's all our turf? (All our turf)
Where we always belong (always belong)
We are 60,000 strong, we are never backing down
And there's only 20,000 cops in this whole damn town
Can you dig it? Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Remember what you had to do to earn your block (your block)
Dead any and all invaders, keep the neighbors on lock (on lock)
Tag up every nook and cranny, spray cans non-stop (non-stop)
Make a mission of the competition, so your clique is on top (on top)
Imagine what I had to do to stay on top (on top)
Baddest bitch in the biggest town, shut 'em down, open up shop
Now imagine what we could do if you and your crew
Got with me and my crew, if we, we only knew
We are bigger than the mob! (What?!)
We are bigger than the cops! (What?!)
We are where it all begins (What?!)
We are where it all stops! (What?!)
Can you dig it?! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) Yeah, right!
Now we keep up the truce (now we keep up the truce)
Stand together against dangers (stand together against dangers)
One borough at a time as our numbers climb!
And nobody's (nobody) wastin' nobody (nobody) (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
You are brothers and sisters now, and anywhere you go (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
You are home free! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
'Cause it's all our turf
We're only divided by turf
Our soldiers have died on our turf
We fall on our pride, pulled away by the tide
Until we decide that it's all our turf (all our turf)
And we know our worth (know our worth)
Now imagine feeling safe (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
From the top of the Boogie Down (hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
From Manhattan down to Staten! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
All through Coney Island town (Coney Island town!)
Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
Do you count? (Do you count?)
Can you dig it?
Can you—
Credits
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda
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