Street Light Boutique - Ode to Brooklyn Lyrics

Had em ducking at the bus stop
What you really looking at
Violence in the air
No one really cared
The building lobby was
The safest place to be
Eight year old me
Just wanna run free
Growed up only to
Walk up on security
Razors in the mouth
Buildings full of energy
Dancehall, soca, compas
Everyone wanting to be

Knowing one false move
Ain't no telling where you gon be
Trips to central booking ain't cheap
Rikers island never me
Prospect park in the summer
Coney Island on the beach
Backyard jams
Stoop parties
Hop a fence
With the bullets debris
Yet from Brooklyn til I die
Always a part of me