Brooklyn Took It Jeru the Damaja

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[Intro]
Ah check it out, ah check it out yo
Ah check it out, ah check it out yo
Ah check it out, ah check it out yo
Ah check it out, ah check it out yo

[Verse 1: Jeru the Damaja]
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

[Hook]
"Brooklyn keeps on taking it"
"Brooklyn keeps on taking it"
"Brooklyn keeps on taking it"
"Brooklyn keeps on taking it"