Brooklyn's Own Lyrics & Chords By Joey Bada$$

Can't keep runnin' away I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk And a chump or a sucka or something to that effect Respect, I used to never get when all I got was...read more

IT's the beat He hear it in his sleep sometime Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at them rhymes Real rhymes not your everyday hologram Even when ribs were touchin...read more

(some Jamaican gwal) No matta wat we fyace We mus face de moment of trut baybe Chorus: Guru They say it's lonely at the top in whatever you do You always gotta watch...read more

Uhhh, uhhh, uh, c'mon Hah, sicka than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in...read more

I thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women Ain't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes Nose bloody from that sniffin', your heroin...read more