(Brooklyn) Respect this here check I'm from where the hammers rung news cameras never come You and your mans hung in every verse in your rhyme Where the grams is slung niggas vanish every summer When the blue vans would come we throw the work in the can and run Where the plans was to get funds and skate off the set To achieve this goal quicker sold all my weight wet Faced with immeasurable odds still I gave straight bets So I felt I'm owed something and you nothing check I from the other side where the other guys don't walk too much And girls in the projects wouldn't f**k us said we talked too much So they ran up to Tompkins and sought them dudes to trust I don't know what the f**k they thought those niggas is foul just like us I'm from where the beef is inevitable summertime's unforgettable
Boosters in abundance buy a half-price sweater new Your word was everything so everything you said you'd do You did it couldn't talk about it if you ain't lived it I'm from where niggas pull your card and argue all day about Who's the best MCs Biggie Jay-Z or Nas Where the drugs czars evolve and thugs always are At each other's throats for the love of foreign cars Where cats catch cases hoping the judge R-and-R's But most times find themselves locked up behind bars at all I'm from where they ball and breed rhyme stars I'm from Marcy son just thought I'd remind y'all Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son ain't nothing nice
I'm from the place where the church is the flakiest And niggas is praying to God so long that they atheist Where you can't put your vest away and say you'll wear it tomorrow Cause the day after we'll be saying "Damn I was just with him yesterday" I'm a block away from hell not enough shots away from stray shells An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale You're laughing you know the place well where the liquor stores and the base well And government f**k government niggas politic themselves
Where we call the cops the A-Team cause they hop out of vans and spray things And life expectancy so low we making out wills at eighteen Where how you get rid of guys who step out of line your rep solidifies
So tell me when I rap you think I give a f**k who criticize If the sh*t is lies god strike me and I got a question Are you forgiving guys who live just like me We'll never know One day I prayed to you and said if I ever blow I'd let 'em know Mistakes ain't and exactly what takes place in the ghetto Promise fulfilled still I feel my job ain't done Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice
I'm from where they cross-over and clap boards Lost Jehovah in place of rap lords listen I'm up the block around the corner and down the street From where the pimps prostitutes and the drug lords meet We make a million off of beats cause our stories is deep And f**k tomorrow as long as the night before was sweet Niggas get lost for weeks in the streets twisted off leek And no matter the weather niggas know how to draw heat Whether you're four-feet or Manute size it always starts out with Three dice and shoot the five Niggas thought they deuce was live now I hit 'em with trips And I reached down for their money pa forget about this This time around it's platinum like the sh*t on my wrist And this Glock on my waist y'all can't do sh*t about this Niggas'll show you love that's how they fool thugs Before you know it you're lying in a pool of blood Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice
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Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own Cough up a lung where I'm from Marcy son Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
