The Planet Lyrics - Gangstarr

(guru) 

Boom bash dash, I had to break, I had to getaway 

Packed my bags, to leave for good, it was a monday 

Kissed my mother, gave my pops a pound 

Then he hugged me, and then he turned around 

I threw the duffelbag over my shoulder 

It was time to get props kid, cause now I'm older 

Time to fend for myself jack 

So i'ma go for mine, and maybe never come back 

Stopped at the lye spot before I hit the train station 

Needed some boom for the mental relaxation 

It took the last of my loot to make this move troop 

But I ain't even tryin to work in a suit 

Plus my aunt's got a room that's for rent 

As long as there's no hoes and I don't come home bent 

So f**k the bullshit I'm audi 

I'm on a mission, cause if I stay I'll go crazy 

I'm gonna make it God damnit 

Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the planet 

They never fake it just slam it 

Out in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the planet 

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Crash boom bang I used to hang at four corners 

And all the spots in beantown where niggaz carry burners 

But I was more turned on by the micraphone 

So one cold morning, I left home 

Next I'm smokin blunts on? 

Or workin in a mail room uptown, feelin sick and 

Tired, of payin all these f**ked up dues 

I wasn't tryin to lose -- I refused 

Had a chick uptown, one in queens and one in jersey 

Sometimes all you need to get by, is a girlie 

But yo I still wasn't happy 

I seen a lot of ill shit on my block, happen nightly 

East new york is no joke kid 

And peace to my man hass doin his bad 

I went to flatbush to buy incense and weed 

Stopped at the bookstands for somethin to read 

That shit was rough cause my pockets was bare 

And like the sayin goes, sometimes life ain't fair 

But in my heart there ain't no quittin 

So I stayed up late, to write some rhymes to some rhythms 

Seconds away from just flippin 

But f**kit I'll maintain, one day I'll be hittin 

See i'ma make it God damnit 

Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the planet 

I'll never fake it just slam it 

There in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the planet 

And you can, walk the walk talk the talk but don't flaunt 

Cause little shorty's scheamin on your rings and fronts 

But don't sweat it, cause that's the life out here 

A lot of niggaz, be livin real trife out here 

I got my own place in bed-stuy 

Known to many others, as do or die 

Malcolm x boulevard and gates avenue 

Smokin up the fat trey bags with the crew 

Me and the niggaz troy and squeaky 

Used to twist dutch masters, we got nice weekly 

I used to build with the brothers by the spot 

They had to hustle but they still knew a lot 

To get my haircut had to go to fort greene 

On myrtle ave, to get a fade with the sides clean 

Then to fulton just to look around 

Just to roam around, and find a chick to go uptown 

And check a movie or some shit like that 

I couldn't spend much but yo my game was fat 

I remember this one chick, she brought me a beeper 

Then one week later, she got me some sneakers 

But then I stepped, cause I found out about her rep 

And I ain't goin out bein no bitch's pet 

But anyway I used to lay up in the crib 

Listening to red and marley, wishin I was on kid 

Saved my dough, stayed on the down low 

Lounged and drank 40's with tommy, hill and gunsmoke 

And lil' dap used to come by strapped 

Nice off a l cause we stayed like that 

Sometimes I used to miss my moms 

Gunshots in the twilight, people fightin every night 

But i'ma be aight still 

Cause i'ma keep writin shit and perfectin my skills 

I'm gonna make it God damnit 

Here in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the planet 

I never fake it just slam it 

Here in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the planet *echoes*