Brooklyn Took It

(Check it out, yo)
Here's the remedy for all your cornball raps
Brooklyn's back on the map
I'm not bragging
Defeating all foes
Bring your styles
I stomp out the last dragon
Grand groove
Grandmaster
Like back in the days
Holding my own on the street and the microphone
You can't rip it
I grip it and flip it
Trip it down memory lane back to the park jams
We used to spark jams
Now niggas get jammed
Or should I say jelly?
My vocals rip through your Pelle Pelle
You can't see me so you can't hit me
You ace deuce, tre
I four five six and trips
Drums numb your ears
Rhymes swell up your lips
Chicks gravitate towards the crooked
If your props are gone
Then Brooklyn took it
(Brooklyn keeps on taking it)
Mind crusher
Spine crusher
Brooklyn been banging
Making noise from the US to Russia
Couldn't set it
Even if you wanted
So many bodies on my microphone
The shit's haunted
Doggone it
Your girl's on it
Record companies are on it
You can't have it
Causing havoc
Building
Destroying
Deploying
My rhymes on beats strategically
I melt any MC
I repre-
Fuck it
Don't even got to say it
You know the time when I start to sautee it
So niggas be having mad maws and shit
Cause Brooklyn stole the show like a grand larcenist
But ease up off us or you'll need officers
We're deadly
There's no cure
Boom bang them on down
Treat competition like clowns
Crooklyn, Crooklyn
From town to town
Serve your girl butt naked
If she's gone
Who took it?
This one is for Brooklyn
Land of crooks
Home of my game
Try to front and we retire MCs
Set them all on fire
Scooping up the fly ladies around my microphone like a Mercedes
(?)
If I was a video game you couldn't play me
So keep it moving
Don't play yourself
Your rhymes are (?)
Mine quite graffing (?)
Switch up
Change up
Brooklyn still gets biz
Plop plop
Fizz fizz like Alka-Seltzer
Try to freak it
Wind up in a homelsss shelter
'Cause fuck what you heard
This is Crooklyn's casa
Try to see us
And it's an MC massacre
When we step
Your state
We shook it
If it's gone
No doubt Brooklyn took it