BROOKLYN BABIES
RZA Lyrics

Bobby, I'm tired of yo' shit, nigga!
I am tired of your behavior, Bobby!

I'm tired of you comin' in at 3 o'clock in the mornin'
I am fed up with you coming home so late, Bobby!

Nigga, you got a family here
You have a family here, Bobby!

You act like you don't fuckin' know that shit
You behave as if you don't know that you have a family here, Bobby!

Nigga, what the fuck?
What is wrong with you, Bobby?

Born up in Kings County
I was born in Kings County, Brooklyn.

Digital, these niggas should be crazy
These digital warriors must be crazy.

Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby
Growing up as a Brooklyn native.

This how, this is my life
This is just how I live.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
An expression of excitement and enthusiasm.

Up in wroughty Brownsville with fiends around me
I grew up in Brownsville, Brooklyn, with drug addicts around me.

Now roam gat in Staten with Cream Team around me
Now, I carry a gun (gat) in Staten Island, and I am surrounded by a group called Cream Team.

They called me Bobby, Cousin Billy got the black Harley
People called me Bobby, and my cousin Billy had a black Harley.

Taught his son how to snipe cats like Lee Harvey
I taught his son how to shoot people from a distance, like Lee Harvey Oswald did to President John F. Kennedy.

Oswald, all's well that ends well
An allusion to Lee Harvey Oswald's assassination of President Kennedy; implying that things will work out in the end.

My big brother Divine, he pushed the Benz well
My older brother Divine was skilled in driving a Mercedes-Benz car.

I got the cherry Range, known for rockin' heavy chains
I have a red Range Rover car and I am known for wearing expensive and heavy jewelry.

I'm from the tribe of men who would bury Kings
I am from a group of men who would kill and bury their enemies, no matter how powerful they were.

On the back of the A-train, my daydream
While riding on the back of the A subway train, I daydreamed.

Should I make a phat hit or should I take CREAM?
Should I produce a successful music track or make more profits from drug dealing?

From the Clan that taught you cats Cash Rules
I am from the Wu-Tang Clan, which teaches people about the importance of money.

I make slow grind tracks, you grab ass too
I produce slow music beats, while other rappers focus on grabbing attention through shocking lyrics and behaviors.

Give respect to the Prince when he pass through
Always show respect for Wu-Tang Clan's leader RZA.

Might have a chocolate deluxe in a glass shoe
He might be referring to a gun in a new pair of shoes.

Cousin Billy, known to strap the black uzi
My cousin Billy carries a black Uzi.

Shoot you in front of the Jakes like Jack Ruby
Similar to how Jack Ruby shot the accused Lee Harvey Oswald in public, my cousin Billy would shoot someone in front of the police station (also referred to as the 'Jakes').

Live on TV where you see B-O-B-B-Y D-I-G-I-T-A-L (A-L!), things ain't too well
I, Bobby Digital, live on national TV, but things are not going well for me.

Yeah
An agreement or affirmation.

Peace Lafyetee, Stuyvessant, Malcolm X
A shout-out to different neighborhoods and cultural icons in Brooklyn, including the street named Lafayette Avenue, the neighborhood called Stuyvesant, and the civil rights activist Malcolm X.

Shot dice on green, we live from Pulaski y'all
I gamble with dice games on the streets (shot dice) and I live near Pulaski Street in Brooklyn.

It's Fred Glassy, zig-zag-zig through traffic
It's Fred Glassy; he is avoiding traffic by rapidly shifting back and forth (zigzagging) on his bike.

Get the herb, get the God, peace Ra'
Get some marijuana (the herb) and holy knowledge (God) while wishing peace to the Egyptian sun god Ra.

What's the word on things?
What's new?

Through the phone I heard the bangin' sounds
I heard loud noises through the phone.

In the background, layin' down
In the background, and relaxed.

I'm spittin' what the people missin'
I am delivering lyrics that speak to what people need and miss in their lives.

We extreme with the murder type theme
We are serious about our violent subjects and themes.

Don't sleep, get ya head split to the white meat
Don't underestimate or fall asleep on our group or you could suffer severe head injuries.

Big guns, down South we blaze
We carry and use big firearms when we travel to southern states (down South).

Shippin' bodies back up North, it's the Weston
We send our dead associates back North, and our group is called the Weston.

Wild Texan, no trespassin'
We warn people of our group in the west, specifically Texas, and ask them not to trespass.

Long mics hit the dead arm
Microphones that are long, like weapons, hit and damage people's arms.

Planet Earth, home of Islam
An acknowledgement that Earth is home to the Islamic faith.

Brooklyn, I was physically born, clothes torn
I was born physically in Brooklyn, and my clothes might have been ripped at birth.

Rough tacklin' the streets, Allah Math' spin techniques
Navigating the streets of Brooklyn was tough, but I use mathematical techniques to survive.

We bring heat to the block party, drinkin' Bacardi
We add excitement to the neighborhood block party and enjoy drinking Bacardi rum.

Baggin' shorties for the homies who ain't here
I am pursuing women for my friends who are no longer with us.

Brooklyn this, Shaolin that
I am mentioning both Brooklyn and the Shaolin, two important locations in my life.

I don't know why I love your stupid ass anyway
I don't know why I love you despite all your flaws and foolishness, Bobby.

Pssh, but I do love you Bobby
Despite my earlier comments, I still love you, Bobby.