Brooklyn is in the house and

Brooklyn is in the house and

Just wave your hands in the air

And wave them like you just don't care, care



[Joell Ortiz:]

Yes I am on that Brooklyn bullshit

That's where I was born and raised nigga

It's 718 nigga

It's a genuine borough nigga

Greezy niggaz man

Chea, check, uh

(Joell Ortiz) check



[Verse 1:]

So what I act for an ace on your sigarette

On the first and third I'm happy cuz all the fiends get a check

So what I still go up to the roof to bone

With a bird from the p's who gives ruthless dome

So what I'm still chipping for a bag of weed

And if that L looks skimpy I leave half the seeds

So what it's the second day I wore these jeans

I was chilling yesterday, they don't stink, ya'mean?

So what I get a shape up when I need a cut

I ain't woofing that bad, I can use these 5 bucks

So what I get a beer on credit, from my corner store

I be going there for years goddammit

So what I lose my re-up in dicegames

In the mall I'll be scheming to find me a nice chain

So what exit dinner when I don't feel like cooking

I ain't my fault I'm on that bullshit, I'm from bullshit



[Chorus:]

E'time you come around your face turn to a frown

You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock

The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size

Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock

Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bullshit!



[Verse 2:]

So what I ask my man for a piece of chicken

When it ain't yours for some reason it always taste different

So what we five deep in a two door whip

We gotta get where we going if you fit you fit

So what I still reside in my moms crib

Now fuck that, I'm rhyming to get outta there kid

So what, yes I do have two baby mothers

Yes they do stay two buildings away from eachother

So what I only had one job in my life

And that friday I got my check is the friday I took flight

So what I skip lines in front of the club

The niggaz quiet, the bitches is always like "that's fucked up"

So what my cable box in the hood is still hot

And my whole fam be silent everytime they knock

So what I spent a couple nights in the bookings

I ain't my fault I'm on that bullshit, I'm from bullshit



[Chorus:]

E'time you come around your face turn to a frown

You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock

The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size

Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock

Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bullshit!



[Verse 3:]

So what every now and then I hop out cabs

Papi took the long way, papi think I'm ass

So what I cop blue Hawaiians instead of a bottle

I'll catch Brooklyn drinks if they close the Apollo

So what I got my mans shirt on my back

I had this shit for 4 months, he don't want this back

So what when we 20 deep, I act up

Yo best better be easy, don't get clapped up

So what these ain't real rocks up in my watch

When the sun hit the face this shit still looks hot

So what I rob you blind if your ass ain't looking

I ain't my fault I'm on that bullshit, I'm from bullshit



[Chorus: x2]

E'time you come around your face turn to a frown

You see us 'bout to go down That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

They won't let us in the spot cuz last time they let us rock

The party came to a stop That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

Fitted over your eyes your shirt double your size

Your belt hugging your thighs That's that Brooklyn bullshit!

Looking up and down the block with work tucked in your sock

Dodging and weaving the cops That's that Brooklyn bullshit!