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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
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All day baby, all day

[Chorus: ]
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
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
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Down in New York is the way of the tool 
Up in Canada that is the way of the tour 

[CHORUS ]
(say Daddy Snow you might fi come back again)
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
jogged to health

In life you always were quite numb
And foggier now, you soon succumb
In drab St. Barts on the new by-pass
Death overcomes by stealth
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
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
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
[Black Rob - almost mumbling]
They said that I'm a Rottweiler
And I'm from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York

[G-Dep]
Really, get
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
I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Want it simply put? You can't rip me
When I spit
they style, from jeans to suits and
Thinking about a pop record, somethin' made for the station
For a whole new relation
Ship of a new type of scene
up they style, from jeans to suits and
Thinking about a pop record, somethin' made for the station
For a whole new relation
Ship of a new type
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
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
Who but me? It's the big boss
New kid on the block, Mr. Rudolf (Kevin)
Two stars, hold your applause
I hold it down he holds all guitars
Half my
Who but me? It's the big boss
New kid on the block, Mr. Rudolf (Kevin)
Two stars, hold your applause
I hold it down he holds all guitars
Half my
DeVaughn singing in background]
It's nothin, I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin, you stay connected by the slang you bustin
Want it
Here we are
The world is ours
From the block to boulevard
The rain is gone
The rain is gone
The rain is gone
From the block to boulevard
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
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