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[Куплет 1] I came up hard on a cracked-up block Crease in my jeans, still rock that walk Black book fresh with the page half torn Name ring loud when the needle drops I don’t blink, i don’t beg, i don’t fold Cold on the mic, but my blood run bold Brooklyn grit in my jaw when i talk Every line hit like a brick on chalk You can keep them pretty girls, i’m the real one Hand on the wheel while the weak ones chill some I bite down hard, make the room go still If looks could kill, then mine do will [Алдынғы қайырма] Count it up slow Hear that snare crack? I don’t chase clout I just take back [Қайырма] Brooklyn crown Say my name now Brooklyn crown I wear it proud Brooklyn crown Stand your ground now Brooklyn crown I don’t bow down [Куплет 2] Old payphone ring, let it ring, i decline I got big-time hunger and a razor-line shine Cuff link glint when i step in the room But i still feel home in the bass and the boom They talk slick, i let ’em talk that talk Then i come through fresh like a fresh-marked chalk One toe on the edge, one heel in the dirt I was built from the cuts and the work and the hurt Put my name on the door if you want that smoke I been sharp since a kid, never played that joke Don’t need no crown from a lazy king I made my own throne from a broken thing [Алдынғы қайырма] Count it up slow Hear that snare crack? I don’t chase clout I just take back [Қайырма] Brooklyn crown Say my name now Brooklyn crown I wear it proud Brooklyn crown Stand your ground now Brooklyn crown I don’t bow down [Көпір] [Drums drop] I keep it mean I keep it clean Hard as the floor Cold as the screen They want the shine I want the score I kick that door Then ask for more [Қайырма] Brooklyn crown Say my name now Brooklyn crown I wear it proud Brooklyn crown Stand your ground now Brooklyn crown I don’t bow down
