Lyrics:
a chisel and an awl and a saw carve my name out on your door
A block and tackle and a spirit level take your heart of glass and put on a bevel
Chorus repeat
on the town
At the knees-up in Teddy Boys? Row
The gold block and tackle tells the time upside down
Rock ?n? roll, well, I don't know
Dead people?s
block, these bullets tackle niggas
Cuffing all the hoes you come across, you like to shackle bitches
Funny when you get your money up, they claim you
poised with pen in hand
Of a serious, mysterious Writer’s Block
Words that do not flow but mock
And add to all my fears
How then shall I tame this block
stumble
Living in the jungle
Every day rumble
Trouble in a distance
Make your team crumble
Block then tackle
Had to change that channel
That's the end
of pain,
Queen of pain your block and tackle exploits queen of pain,
Queen of pain don't dislocate that socket joint! queen of pain,
Queen of pain you
and tackle we stay with them chalk
Hold up and I'm fuckin' that thot
For the gang, them niggas that stuck in the block
Niggas know that we spinnin' they block
of pain
These marks will be hard to explain
Queen of pain, Queen of pain
Ooh, I love your metal bra that points
Queen of pain, Queen of pain
Your block
Uphill battle, ride the saddle, pray to god I don the mantle
Got to channel the bad energy that made you a bad apple
Pray to god I don't unravel, block
into the block and tackle
Water in my hand, world without end
Non serviam
Non serviam
I give myself leave to stay on the qui vive
Non serviam
Non
Wild liter??, sugar wiskey,
stump pole, skull cracker, alley bourbon, city gin, wildcat, block
And tackle
Its how we do it
How we get it to the next
Pull our pockets inside out
Our hips have grown wings
With a block and tackle or dumbwaiter
We'll hoist ourselves up with strings
And if someone
can make the final block
And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle
Make all the stadiums rock
I can make tonight forever
Or I can make
hustlin' shit backwards
I put them G's on your head like a packer
I had to stay on that block like a tackle
I had to have it
I need dat lamb, yea I'm do for
scared we gonna whack em
Your partner a b*tch if I shoot he gonna tattle
They say im a snake I’m just missing the rattle
We hit ya block like a tackle
block me them tackles ain't gone stop me
Put em to the side I'm on the QB moving top speed
You not gone drop me hit you like I'm Rocky
Showing you
niggas be hoes
Stand all ten
I bet i wont fold
I rep the bottom
I throw up my 4s
Spent a lil gaffle
On the block like a tackle
My life a story
the runner stumble
I can make the final block
I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle
I can make all the stadiums rock
I can make tonight
the runner stumble
I can make the final block
I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle
I can make all the stadiums rock
I can make tonight
to stack me a knot
With my nigga Raw-C, Nick and the T-Head
Can't forget about the J2, and blocks we bled
Playing tackle football, while we
to stack me a knot
With my nigga Raw-C, Nick and the T-Head
Can't forget about the J2, and blocks we bled
Playing tackle football, while we
the creek
I had somewhere to sleep, but I didn't have a bed
Jumped off the porch, I wasn't going for shit
Had to tackle the block just to get me some bread
VERSE
Stains on the block / car foggy with marijuana out Projects like summer time, make it rain when it get hot / niggas talking greasy, gotta
travel a lot
I don't write it cause the pattern is hot
I write for every nigga that been in ridiculous conditions living back at the block
Laughing
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