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[Intro Skit]
Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets,
mindin my own business.. and BAM!!
I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna SWEAR
that
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
Sittin' ready for the (?)
The new no limit got the block on high
And every thug in the hood screaming ?We all we got?
Niggas wasn't (movement) when we made
over Intro]
Yo son, what the deal son? What's really hood son? (what's really hood?)
Word is bond, shit is real, shit is real
Yo son, this block is
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
you walk with a shotgun
I got new for you, your days are numbered, son
Why don't you get yourself a job?
When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?
live General Emanuel 
Cell block cold crop 
Go bagged up yeah by cream cop
(FUCK THE WORLD) The way the world cold dissed me
? poppie locked for
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
he didn't give a damn about the manor
And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's
Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent
His
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
kids say 

Came a long way, cashin checks, duplex 

to lampin on planes, rockin 5 g chains 

Well known, just bought moms a new home 

Check
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
B.K. and the Staten
Manhatten and Queens jookin kids for rings
New York, New York, the big city of dreams
Some rap legends were put in jail, you thought
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
[Intro]
(Pooh-Man)

Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Bigga Figga
Straight from west block San Quinn prison
Serving five year sentence on a robbery case
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
to blow niggas
Tech 9's, carbines, pointin' in your fuckin' faces
Thirty-eight magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em
Q his kid left there, with
No stems no seeds that you don't need
Acupulco gold is *inhales* *deep voice* bad ass weed

Intro: genius, rakeem

Yo this is the gka-gka-genius
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
[Intro]
Three 6 Mafia! Good Charlotte
Hypnotize Minds, that executive
Some real shit man, let's drop it
Let's go!

[Chorus: Good Charlotte]
[Intro]
Three 6 Mafia! Good Charlotte
Hypnotize Minds, that executive
Some real shit man, let's drop it
Let's go!

[Chorus: Good Charlotte]
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
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
Intro: Nas and Large Professor
Yeah, it's Illmatic (yeah)
It's Illmatic (yeah!)
It's Illmatic, huh
(yeah kick that shit)

[LP] One time 4 your