Fort Hamilton (Parkway) ft. DJ Nep1 Lyrics

Eleventh and Fort Hamilton

You could tell them on by to four-six-nine-oh

Eleventh Avenue and Fort Hamilton Parkway

Close to the house

Five-oh street in New Utrecht

There's a strong armed robbery

Two minutes in the past

Perps look

Two male Hispanics

Down at Fort Hamilton

Say your prayers at Saint Catherine's

In Brizzi's they be stiff as mannequins

Down at Fort Hamilton

In Greenwood Cemetery

They be landing in

I move the Jews

When they be gathering

Down at Fort Hamilton

Say your prayers at Saint Catherine's

In Brizzi's they be stiff as mannequins

Down at Fort Hamilton

In Greenwood Cemetery

They be landing in

I move the Jews

When they be gathering

The streets is eavesdropping

The walls hear all

Everything you keep popping

The moves you're making

What you're copping

Who you're owing

Who's listening

Who's watching

Who's calling

Who's knocking

Dress Hasidic

To blend in quick

And when your wigs split

Kyrie and Kanye

Label you antisemitic

Everything is copacetic

You're so pathetic

Go to Maimonides Medical Center

Consult a medic

Borough Park

It was nice meeting ya

No blood to your brain

Now that's

Cerebral ischemia

While I'm checking in

The Kosher Market

On social media

I'm an asteroid

Not an incoming meteor

Right

Going by the Optimo

On thirty ninth

Is not optimal

For opps

Targets locked in my optical

Apocryphal ending

To all you obstacles

Making it out of BP

Isn't optional

Someone should be there waiting by four-five

That's a four

Be advised

They're on four-five street

And thirteenth avenue

There's a unit calling at eighty five

But it's coming over

In the confines of the six six precinct

It's possibly a six, six eight unit

But it's not the six eight's

Down at Fort Hamilton

Say your prayers at Saint Catherine's

In Brizzi's they be stiff as mannequins

Down at Fort Hamilton

In Greenwood Cemetery

They be landing in

I move the Jews

When they be gathering

Down at Fort Hamilton

Say your prayers at Saint Catherine's

In Brizzi's they be stiff as mannequins

Down at Fort Hamilton

In Greenwood Cemetery

They be landing in

I move the Jews

When they be gathering

Funeral bells

It's the usual Hell

Too soon to tell

What's that putrid

Usual smell

Rigor mortis

The essence

Of decomposing corpses

Vultures above soaring

I knew about it

Before I saw it

P.S. one thirty one lessons

Turned into graveyard confessions

Going to D&D or Best

To go eat breakfast

More than often hostile

Lyrical cocotasos

Slam into your head

Like a glass bottle

And drop you

Way to start this mission

Harsh conditions

Out the Fort Ham Station

In my vision

Standing where

The pigeons be shitting

This lyricist is spitting

With Tramadol and Adderall

In my system

Nerve pinching

But in position

Trains coming

So no ones listening

I won't be missing

Hit him

Times up

Line him up

Here the train comes

Pop

Ah

Pop

Argh

Eh, Ah

Fort Hamilton

BP

DJ Nep

MC Drastyck Meaxurez

This a Manhattan bound

Local train

The next stop is