Brooklyn Trigga

{eerie pitch-bent vocal sample loop} {heavy sidechained sub-bass preview} Yeah,

look

They talkin' but they never walk it

Uh-huh

Watch how I step in the room (uh-huh) Heavy-weight steps,

we bringin' the boom (grrrt) Talk is cheap,

we makin' the moves Runnin' the

numbers, we got nothing to lose {explosive drill slide bass drop}

Cold on the block and the wind is bitin'

Underneath the bridges, the spark is ignitin'

We came from the bottom,

no elevator rising

Staircase climbing, timing is shining (look) Every single track is a heavy

pressure cooker

Straight from the corner,

no time to be a looker

{percussion cuts out} (shhhhh) {filtered eerie vocal loop solo} Only the wind

in the concrete canyons

Shadows we pass, they are our companions (yeah)

Watch how I step in the room (uh-huh) Heavy-weight steps,

we bringin' the boom (grrrt) Talk is cheap,

we makin' the moves Runnin' the numbers,

we got nothing to lose {explosive

drill slide

bass

drop} We don't do the chatter,

we double the budget Throwing down lines and you know they can't

touch it Steel in the cold,

we are molding the future Stitching the cracks up,

no need for a suture (grrrt,

bow) We are the rhythm,

the pulse of the pavement

{drums fade out} (bow,

bow,

bow)

{only pitch-bent vocal loop and slow sub-bass glide} Yeah Signing off the

block (shhhhh) {fade

to silence}