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Hello Brooklyn Lyrics
New York, New York it's a hell of a town
The Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down
They don't know my name they only know my initials
Building bombs in the attic for elected officials
I quit my job I cut my hair
I cut my boss cause I don't care
You tried to get slick you bust a little chuckle
You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle
Cause being as fly as me is something you never thought of
You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off
Like a buffalo soldier I'm broader than Broadway
Keep keepin' on I don't care what they say
I play my stereo loud it disturbs my neighbors
I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor
I am the holder of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you open the book then you will get your hand slapped
I am the keeper of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you ask a question you will get the answer
Her breast I saw I reached I felt
M.O.N.E.Y. the belt
I stay at home just like a hermit
I got the jammy but I don't got the permit
Yes you got a boyfriend and indeed his name is Slick Nick
that is why Annabelle you're caught with the shrimpy limp dick trick
I ride around town cause my ride is fly
I shot a man in Brooklyn *just to watch him die*
The Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down
They don't know my name they only know my initials
Building bombs in the attic for elected officials
I quit my job I cut my hair
I cut my boss cause I don't care
You tried to get slick you bust a little chuckle
You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle
Cause being as fly as me is something you never thought of
You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off
Like a buffalo soldier I'm broader than Broadway
Keep keepin' on I don't care what they say
I play my stereo loud it disturbs my neighbors
I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor
I am the holder of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you open the book then you will get your hand slapped
I am the keeper of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you ask a question you will get the answer
Her breast I saw I reached I felt
M.O.N.E.Y. the belt
I stay at home just like a hermit
I got the jammy but I don't got the permit
Yes you got a boyfriend and indeed his name is Slick Nick
that is why Annabelle you're caught with the shrimpy limp dick trick
I ride around town cause my ride is fly
I shot a man in Brooklyn *just to watch him die*
Song Info
Submitted by
escobar123 On Dec 20, 2010
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Hello Brooklyn, to me, is really the only song on Paul's Boutique that sounds anything like Licensed To Ill. But it's way better than anything on Ill. It's one of my favorite songs by the Beasties. Possibly the first song that used a Johnny Cash sample.
As Kanoe13 noted, this song is very reminiscent of Licensed to Ill (perhaps it's the jammy reference, along with the simple beat).
It's really a strange song. From the title, one might think it's meant to be an ode to Brooklyn. And it has been used by the B-boys during concerts in NYC in that way. But the lyrics paint a dystopian view of the city. The narrators seem to be common theifs/psychopaths. Looking to cause destruction for no clear reason, but they seem to have some type of belief system.
Jacking people, holding up old ladies with sawed off shotguns, building bombs, looking at porn. I feel the delinquency and malevolence in this song is a little bit different from the less serious atmosphere of Licensed to Ill and the reckless nature of the rest of Paul Boutique.