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Friday, December 12, 2008

Rap Music Lyrics - BK Anthem by Jay-Z feat. MC Lyte

The track "BK Anthem" by Jay-Z features Jigga back once again to rip opponents to shreds on the mic. This time around he's got female rap veteran, MC Lyte on the chorus reppin' Brooklyn. Check out the lyrics for Jay-Z's BK Anthem track below which may be on The Blueprint 3, the Notorious Soundtrack, or both.

BK Anthem Lyrics
by Jay-Z feat. MC Lyte

Verse 1:
Chillin' in the spot in my B-Boy Stance
Don't make this 4/5th kick like Bruce Leroy Pants
You know Im smarter than Spock for Leonard Nemoy fans
so this aluminum will foil your plans
That's how I'm doin em' man!
I keep two in my hand, case I been drinkin'
seein double I got one for you and ya twin
I got a nickel for your thoughts make ya blood trickle
Leave ya smarts on the sidewalk til the cops come get ya
I'm done playin with you, the guns sprayin with or without you
Make ya body whistle without you, young!
I'm still official without you,
still the n---a all the b---s whisper about, ooh
He's so terr-ifiric his lyrics like it's about you
you can tell me everything he spits that its not true
I'm from a crack in the wall,
I'm a fighter with my back against it all
I took my lighter left my name in the hall

Chorus: (MC Lyte & Jay-Z)
BK Standup
Brooklyn throw ya hands up

Verse 2:
Grew up on Lexington ave, my socks real high
Moved to Marcy projects bout the time I was five
Had a great Grandmother in the heart of the stye
So on the 4th of July we would always stop by
Man I ran through the bush bought pounds from the dreads
They had the best beef patties and cocoa bread
Played the alby square mall by the time I was hittin tour
When n----s was snatchin pockets, leavin change on the floor
18 regime round then,
big houses fort green n----s they aint blend
wasn't safe on the A-Train in Gigi or the F decepticons
lowlife n---s snatch the polos off your chest
East NY, Bushwick F--k it the whole BK
Brownsville where the warriors come out to play
N---a you betta roll deep goin' thru Coney Island
Cuz there's one way out, n---a one way in


BK Stand Up, Brooklyn throw ya hands up
If ya with me lick a shot for Biggie!

Verse 3:
Everywhere you go, Brooklyn's in the house
(If ya soft tuck ya chain)
the crooks is in the house (yes!), the juks is in route
The dramas on the way, staredowns first,
Then the llamas gonna spray, mamas gonna pray
We respect real,
You act like a sheep, ya gonna be the next meal
The wolves is on the job, gotta get in where we fit in
Our ribs is showin, the kids is growin -
Baby need new shoes while you sit on 22's
And we got guns n---a Samoans
You in the spot showin off like Terrell Owens
Hell I'm on this n---a, you better hold your ground
if you a straw house then the fours will blow you down
and its back to the hometown...

BK Stand Up, Brooklyn throw ya hands up
If ya with me lick a shot for Biggie!

More Jay-Z entries:

Brooklyn Go Hard Lyrics by Jay-Z feat. Santogold

History Lyrics by Jay-Z

Jay-Z Taking his Time with Blueprint 3

Check out Jay-Z's music here.

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