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This neighborhood is full of mutts
Barking kids and arguments
People yell from block to block
And quiet down by ten o'clock

They blow their
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
my thing
Millie Vanilli did they thing
New Kid's on the Block, RuPaul 
all them bitches and everybody else did they thing
And you ain't do no
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air
can't breath
Move you off the block
The unorthodox general
Flash flood when a crowd
Patrol jakes for the intrepid style and wreck more kids than
can't breath
Move you off the block
The unorthodox general
Flash flood when a crowd
Patrol jakes for the intrepid style and wreck more kids than
should

[Chorus]

Grew up in the Y
New York that is
Why-why-Ya know the name
I handle my biz, kid
Well the two new people that's moved to the middle of the block
And we're at the top of the town and don't you think we're not
Well we found love
my thing
Millie Vanilli did they thing
New Kid's on the Block, RuPaul 
all them bitches and everybody else did they thing
And you ain't do no
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
Yea G-Unit

I think I gotta have it
Its keeps pullin' me in like a magnet
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block, block
Its
and gritty
Record and mic checkin, no question, this section of
New york city
Where the crooks lounge out, block powers found
Butterfly ground the sky favorite
I can't afford to own
When being young starts getting old
A new pace saves face or so I’m told
Be the new kid, on an old block
A chalk outline
the mistletoe we go, we go

Everybody's singing
All the bells are ringing out
And it's Christmas all over again, yeah again

And right down our block
Little kids
my thing
Millie Vanilli did they thing
New Kid's on the Block, RuPaul 
all them bitches and everybody else did they thing
And you ain't do no
The Bloom, the Swoon, the Sugars on your block
The Planets land in flesh in the corners of New York
The ghetto, the meadow, the Mr. Butter flew
Yea, we're at the airport out decline from the block
Where everybody air-forced-out
With a new white Tee, you fresh
Nothin' phony with us, make
Go tell ya block ya block start wit the kid
Kid kidnap ya pops

[Hook: x 2]

Shit back up off me
Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice
Yea, we're at the airport out decline from the block
Where everybody air-forced-out
With a new white Tee, you fresh
Nothin' phony with us, make
]
Yes I can
Yes I can

[ Kid ]
I'm never fessin, possessin the tools that it takes to rock
I think it's time for the new kid on the block
With
sexy hooked up by Becky true to the dice not new to the dice sexy
Dropped me off 456 Ci Lo Blvd. right after she blew on the dice. 

123rd
in the movie shane
Yeah me and that kid, um "what's his name?"
That would be me, young zee from no brain
Smokin' pure from the health fodd store
While
4-0-33
(Earl Montgomery)
« © '66 Combine Music »

Well the two new people that's moved to the middle of the block
And we're at the top of the town
ear
Yea, we're at the airport out decline from the block
Where everybody air-forced-out
With a new white Tee, you fresh
Nothin' phony with us, make
and that kid, um "what's his name?" 
That would be me, young zee from no brain 
Smokin' pure from the health fodd store
While my whore slaps cops like zsa