If You Can Count

Can you count, suckas? (Yeah, right)

I said, can you count, suckas? (Yeah, right)

The future is ours, the future is yours if you can count

Can you dig it?

You've got the Moon Runners right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers

Got the Jones Street Boys by the Turnbull ACs

And nobody's wastin' nobody (Nobody, nobody)

And that's a miracle (A miracle)

And miracles are the way things ought to be

Can you dig it?

So far from our turf

We fought so hard for our turf

For one little corner of our turf

But now can you see

How strong we can be

If we can agree that it's all our turf? (All our turf)

Where we always belong (Always belong)

We are sixty thousand strong

We are never backing down

And there's only twenty thousand cops in this whole damn town

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?

Remember what you had to do to earn your block

Dead any and all invaders, keep the neighbors on lock

Tag up every nook and cranny, spray cans non-stop

Make a mission of the competition so your clique is on top

Imagine what I had to do to stay on top

Baddest bitch in the biggest town, shut 'em down, open up shop

Now imagine what we could do if you and your crew got with

Me and my crew, if we, we only knew

We are bigger than the mob (What?)

We are bigger than the cops (What?)

We are where it all begins, we are where it all stops (What? What?)

Can you dig it?

Now we keep up the truce

Stand together against dangers

One borough at a time

As our numbers climb

And nobody's wastin' nobody

You are brothers and sisters now

And anywhere you go, you are home free

Can you dig it?

'Cause it's all our turf

We're only divided by turf

Our soldiers have died on our turf

We fall on our pride, pulled away by the tide

Until we decide that it's all our turf

And we know our worth

Now imagine feeling safe

From the top of the boogie down

From Manhattan down to Staten

All through Coney Island town

Can you dig it?

Do you count?

Can you dig it?

Can you—