Lyrics:
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
[Intro - Memphis Bleek (w/ ab-libs in background)]
Yeah, yanahmean?
Just something for all my niggas in the hood
They always ask me, what I got
(yeah)
You probably got your mama scared, don't wanna watch the news
Ready to risk your life and freedom for a pair of shoes
Yeah, you say you love your
Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man
Some fine ass girl walked by
And she was lookin, I'm lookin back
She said uh "JD I love
should be ashamed of yourself like a fat kid that stashes hostess
Lined the block with rotten corpses that are dank and molding
Attacked Bambi’s mom,
[Chorus:]
New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits
Chinese food makes me sick.
And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer
the suite giving throat
She naked
Spent that on a coat
Trip and fall out by the hoes
U crazy (u crazy)
Fresh off the block
Shot Countdown like a clock
You
like big bills
I know you never heard my name
Or seen me before
New kid on the block
New kid on the block
And I ain't in it for the fame
Sweet melodies
to take care of
You have more responsibility
It's a new day
I got kids to feed
Plus, I got needs, understand that, please
Before you try to blame me
By
tight the kid that looks the happiest
You know I was aggy, road, and ballies climbing into homes
I was vexed moving like I had to rex round the block
no dough
Now ya'll rappers pay attention, ya'll don't know what it is
You just tearing the blocks down and shooting at kids
You not a thug to me now,
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
beating Ho, I'm the new kid on the block
Kind of like Vanilla Ice, until Em popped off
What? You looking at me because I'm rhyming
Fuck youz I'm flying,
[Yung-Ro: Intro]
1 and a 2 and a 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1, and a 2 and a 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1, 2, 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1 and 2 and a 3! (Nobody!)
[Bridge ]
out on the block, bussin these shots. Ducking from cops
I love making racks so the grind don’t stop
All of the haters hate on the kid but I’m making
on my block I'm on survival not a degree (Omira)
I can't see what rich kids see Payless shoes all on my feet (Shoppers World)
Ain't no girls in love with
Intro
And she gone show me fake love and tell me good lies
Why yo nigga think he fuckin wit me that’s a good high
He was looking for his bitch
ke kena ka masepa,
Tsipa tsipa' ka qcava la m'feel'a,
I'm over dripping ke apara slumber go fisa,
Ere keo sebele wa qcava dintshang,
New kid
reached-
I’m just like black mamba from 3 that’s Kobe bean I need them rings-
It’s the leader of the new breed-
Bitch I got it in my genes-
Kid I’m a king
mad I got the heat
I'm inkin soul slappers
Boyz think they can compete
That's till my show after
New kid on tha block
I'm just inkin these chapters
we playin' kid games, I gotta tag his toe
New whip came with the pink slip, the hood wrapped in a bow
When you die, that's it, ain't no comin' back
get this out of her mind am sorry (Daddy)
Luxury dick, Leaving a mark, she got nuked like the war
New kid in the block gotta make space cause am ready
Christmas
Have a funky, funky Christmas
Have a funky, funky Christmas
New Kids On The Block, let's rock, it's Christmas time
We're gonna celebrate it
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