Tri-Boro

Lyrics

Wreck Records ft. Natural Elements - "Tri-Boro" [Emcee(s): L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Sample (Melody): Nina Simone - "I Can't See Nobody" (0:00)] [Intro: L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo] L-Swift: Yeah, yeah. Take a trip through the boroughs. One time. One time, yo Mr. Voodoo: Right, right. Yeah, right, right. Right, yeah, yeah, yeah. Brooklon [Bridge: L-Swift and Mr. Voodoo] Ayyo View from Uptown, Brooklyn-bound Bronx, Queens, and Long Island sound Even other cities come writing exact But it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at [Hook: L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] [All] From City to city, from state to state Natural E, and we're raising the stakes, and we're doing this for [L-Swift] My borough [A-Butta] Nah, my borough [Mr. Voodoo] Nah, my borough [All] Nah, the Tri-Borough [Verse 1: L-Swift] Ayyo I rest up in the Bronx, where the people are fresh Bust a shot, make you bleed in your vest—indeed, it's stress. I'm on The Iron Horse, 2 Line, laidback, but don't forget The .45—check your train map. I'll load, cock back Release and aim that at the perimeter of where your brain at You know where you could check the game at: Yankee Stadium 161, po' niggy patrolling 'round the clock That's 'cause central booking's only down the block The sound of shots got you ducking under park benches Your heart flinches, niggas jumping over sharp fences I see your Puerto Rican dime, my man, and get a friend Seemed like the Section 5 and Valley beef would never end So we're proceeding on the freeway late, state police Is creeping while you're half-asleep and on the Deegan deep-end Canine sniffing the stashbox you keep your weed in But I ain't trying to hear the rights they're reading, so we're breezing Even them niggas say the Bronx is terrific It is kind of different, Northeast to be specific Where your wages at? I say they're fat, I'm from the borough where Hip hop was created at. That's why we're doing this from… [Hook: L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] (x2) [All] From City to city, from state to state Natural E, and we're raising the stakes, and we're doing this for [L-Swift] My borough [A-Butta] Nah, my borough [Mr. Voodoo] Nah, my borough [All] Nah, the Tri-Borough [Verse 2: A-Butta] I'm from the moneymaking Island (Where?), 125 to be exact. Son, I'm Trying to put Manhattan on the map and that's that Used to troop to Tent & Trails to boost Face knapsacks and backslap The fake cats who yap their wack raps. I got a Stash of fat sacks so I could whip a black Ac', and if not I'll walk the ground Uptown, rocking my Nikes when po-9's Watching the heist up in Washington Heights, when thug Niggas on the corner stay starting a fight in front Of grocery stores, broad-day, sparking a light Downtown, tunnel-dumping, it's a part of the sights Late-night, jet to the Ville, chilling out in the dark, we're spitting Game to chickenheads in the park—it's all a art Jigging Feds in their heart—you know the drilly, black. Straight from The City That'll Never Sleeps. You better keep some heavy heat Within your leather piece. I represent the streets from Uptown To the Lower East Side, puffing the lye Word life, NY bust a slug in the sky Know'm saying? Grant Projects, baby, 125, yo [Hook: L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] (x2) [All] From City to city, from state to state Natural E, and we're raising the stakes, and we're doing this for [L-Swift] My borough [A-Butta] Nah, my borough [Mr. Voodoo] Nah, my borough [All] Nah, the Tri-Borough [Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo] From a cell to the street, feets-first, I burst from my mom's Shell to the place where the warriors dwell Brooklon, it look calm—don't be deceived 'cause it's filled with the Illest and crookedest niggas that ever breathed Honeys that look like Jada but they're trifling old bitches With razors to slice you and leave you with telephone pole stitches Holding stacks 'cause we roll in packs, and every day's like April 15th, and y'all niggas know it's tax When we assemble, y'all tremble. We live for the jux Took off the "B" and add a "C" for the Crook Who descend upon the Earth like the Four Horsemen to rob Plunder, pillage a town or village like the Norsemen Quick to take aim and blast a .38 snub-nosed And we're the reason why all the hip hop clubs close [Hook: L-Swift, A-Butta, and Mr. Voodoo] [All] From City to city, from state to state Natural E, and we're raising the stakes, and we're doing this for [L-Swift] My borough [A-Butta] Nah, my borough [Mr. Voodoo] Nah, my borough [All] Nah, the Tri-Borough [L-Swift] And that's it