Текст песни
just watch your backpocket
It ain t safe after dark to throw a jam in the park, here we come MC, peace to the people in brooklyn
Peace to my people in georgia, you re booked, peace to the people up north
if you wanna get naughty
Wind up gettin bagged up, peace to my people on the east coast
cause when you come from where i come from
peace to my people
Peace to my people, peace to my people in detroit
You know the place, then you miss, peace to the people in brooklyn
you re booked
you know the place
Cause we get down when it comes to a jam, peace to my people in jersey, peace to my people in the islands
Blow down foes, peace to the people in the bronx MC, you gotta be tough
You get ruffed up peace to my people in, blow down foes
I ain t tall, peace to my people in queens MC, i use sex as an instrument like the philharmonica
You get ruffed up peace to my people in, peace to my people goin uptown
You gotta think quick, peace to my people on the beach
you gotta be hard
niggas are slick
cause i m sayin and doin ill shit they won t forget
Blow down foes, you know the place
make all the bad boys seem like nymphos
Peace to my people in houston, everyhwere that i step they know my rep, peace to my people
peace to my people on the east coast
Cause i ain t with softies, then you miss
Ask him who s been in, peace to my people on the beach, peace to my people on the east coast
Vocally i rock locally and worldwide, peace to my people in boston, peace to my people in georgia
As soon as you walk, just one bad-ass bitch from brooklyn, if you wanna get naughty
everyhwere that i step they know my rep
And i be rippin the whole tour, peace to my people Brooklyn, as soon as you walk
And then get the fuck up looks are hooked, come to a town that s yours
and i be rippin the whole tour
Shit is like tender, make all the bad boys seem like nymphos
And i be rippin the whole tour, cause we get down when it comes to a jam
Peace to my people goin uptown, wind up gettin bagged up
just one bad-ass bitch from brooklyn
Cause we get down when it comes to a jam, you don t wanna mess around Lyte, you lucked up
And we up to no good, peace to my people in the islands, it s too fat