Verse One. Nowhere to run nowhere to hide it's the Lordz of Brooklyn Kings County do or die. Switchblades for the rumble we're Lordz we brass knuckle. Graffiti never died I made my name in the
Scotty Edge. Well it's Brooklyn Bums. Well it's the dirty birds. Well it's the Lordz of Brooklyn won't go back on our words. Cause' we're pissing on the curbs, dishing out the dirt. Yo