Brooklyn Lyrics - Ain't No Other - Mc Lyte

(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...) 

[ VERSE 1 ] 

I got the intro along with the cash flow 

Make all the bad boys seem like nymphos 

Yeah, I'm hard, I get sexy like Veronica 

I use sex as an instrument like the philharmonica 

No, I ain't tall, but I'm small and I'm slender 

Ask him who's been in, shit is like tender 

If he didn't like it, then return to sender 

He didn't do that, it's too fat, he remembers 

Never ever have I ever said I was good lookin 

Just one bad-ass bitch from Brooklyn 

Not here to steal your loot, your coat, your rocks 

Makin niggas drop whenever we hit the block 

They hear 'Brooklyn', and we up to no good 

Well, here we come, so there goes your neighborhood 

Timbos scuffed up, sess bein puffed up 

Mess with the wrong one, kid, you get ruffed up 

Peace to my people in 

(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...) 

(You know the place) 

[ VERSE 2 ] 

I got the rhythm that'll rip up shows 

Blow down foes, they kill at will to get a taste of my flow 

Vocally I rock locally and worldwide 

Those that got bad wish they woulda never tried 

Cause when you come from where I come from 

You gotta be tough 

Cause niggas'll call your bluff quick enough 

Cause if your hood is like my hood, you gotta think quick 

Shit stink, niggas are slick, have you turnin tricks 

I gotta give it up to Mr. Cool J 

For givin up the props to the girls around the way 

It ain't safe after dark to throw a jam in the park 

If you want to get naughty, bring your forty to the arc 

Cause we get down when it comes to a jam 

Just watch your backpocket, keep a eye on the man 

If your town is like my town, you don't want to mess around 

Wind up gettin bagged up, beat down 

Peace to my people in 

(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...) 

(You know the place) 

[ VERSE 3 ] 

Everyhwere that I step they know my rep 

Cause I'm sayin and doin ill shit they won't forget 

Breakin down doors, although I never break laws 

Come to a town that's yours, and I be rippin the whole tour 

Comin hard for your section, slow up 

Live in the flesh and about to blow up 

So yo, come down, and then get the fuck up 

Looks are hooked, you lucked up, you're booked 

You gotta be hard, cause I ain't with softies 

Hit, then you miss, gotta get offa this 

So come with your game, cause you can't be lame 

As soon as you walk, I'm forgettin your name 

As long as you know all that enter are equal 

Straight from the Lyte I send peace to my people 

(Yeah) 

Peace to my people 

(Yeah) 

Peace to my people 

Peace to my people on the east coast 

Peace to my people on the west 

Peace to the people up north 

Peace to the people down south 

Peace to the people in Brooklyn 

Peace to the people in the Bronx 

Peace to my people in Compton 

Peace to my people goin uptown 

Peace to my people in Detroit 

Peace to my people in Houston 

Peace to my people in Philly 

Peace to my people in Boston 

Peace to my people in Jersey 

Peace to my people in Georgia 

Peace to my people in Philly 

Peace to my people in Richmond 

Peace to my people in Cali 

Peace to my people in Queens 

Peace to my people goin uptown 

Peace to my people in the islands 

Peace to my people on the beach 

Peace to my people in Miami 

Peace to my people 

I send peace to my people 

(You know the place) 

(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)