- Brooklyn Pride
[Verse One: performed by ADMoney]
Cause I'm cruisin' down the ave system thumpin'
Brooklyn buddah batch yo is what I'm tokin'
I take a lot of pride in that Brooklyn shit
I didn't make it up I was born with it
I got the Saturday night fever
- Lake of fire
Куда уходят гангстеры, когда они умирают
Они не отправляются на небеса, где ангелы летают
Куда уходят гангстеры, когда они умирают
Они не отправляются на небеса, где ангелы летают
Пока гитара мягко плачет, моя Ривьера мчится
В ночи как адская летучая мышь
Все пожелания в колодце желаний не смогли уберечь меня от моей судьбы
- Lake of Life
CHORUS
Where do gangstas go when they die?
They don`t go to heaven where the angels fly
As the guitar gently sweeps, my Rivera streaks
Into the night like a bat out of hell
All the wishes in the well couldnґt keep me from my cell
I`m feeling paranoid I couldn`t trust my clientele
- Saturday Nite Fever
[Scotty Edge]
Well it's Brooklyn Bums
Well it's the dirty birds
Well it's the Lordz of Brooklyn won't go back on our words
- The Bad Racket
[Verse One: performed by Kaves]
Don't make me put down my beer cause I'll bust that grill
And grab the Louisville out the Coup De Ville
Wiseguy, good fella, mean street, city dwella
And if you talk that shit than you wind up in my cellar
I'll bat you to the pulp with my fiction
My diction, causes friction in any jurisdiction
The lordz run the rackets on the ponies, my cronies