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bad news, baring they souls through rhyming blues Hardcore! to make them brothers act fool Hands on the steel, flip you heads over heel Smell
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself I will not wait for you A gift To come home I threw the candles out Left your food
to say, "Hi" Did you stop? No, I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next stop I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead
Pull up in the car with a new bitch in it Circle 'round the block Now I got two bitch in it Never runnin' out because my juice infinite I'm just out
I send two niggas back up top, and come back We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
Hold the dice, NYPD alarm, need to be calm Nothin' but gunshots, kids need to be home Block so hot, the fire hydrant need to be on (Harlem) The fiends
"Bye, Mom, Bye, Spot, see you later" 1 Block, 2 Blocks, 3 My mom's still wavin' at me 4, 5, 6 The kids are all startin' to mix 7, 8, 9 I'm tryin'
what time it is To all my real New Yorkers Please, stand up That's right Augh Yeah, Look It's that New York City, time to get gritty Bang Bang, a kid got
radio Suckers on my jock when I walk down the block I really don't care if you're jealous or not Cause I make the songs, you sing along And your
Suckas on my jock when I walk down the block I really don't care if you're jealous or not 'Cause I make the songs, you sing along And your radio's deaf
Who am I Who am i I say I'm the new kid on the block I took my shots and I never looked back A lot of rappers lost focusing on the past But
do that so it's Back to the lab again With a pen and pad again just to rap again Time to make these jealous motherfuckers mad again Cause I got their
pipe is so yellow The blue polka dots Pink stripes and it's pink on the title Nigga fuck your role model bitch I'm my own idol and If you can't face it
"Yes, what's the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues "The friends will make you, then too can
son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues "The friends will make you, them too can break you They plan
on the block like Whoo Kid ASAP standing on the block like the new kids
You're all I had (I miss you, Rose), you're all I had At night when the stars light up my room I sit by myself, talking to the moon Fuck on a bitch,
dig) I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (you dig) I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig (you dig) I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh
famous Like drug addiction and depression famous I need 10,000 likes up on my new pic Not a big baller baby, I need my blue tick I need that p off of your
let me show you mine Bring the six o'clock news And let me walk 'em in my shoes Through what you call the inner city And what I call the blues I'm broke
on standby Waving just to say, "Hi" Did you stop? No, I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next stop I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
on a case-by-case basis like the judge What about these lyin' ass hoes tryin' to plot Or these niggaz on the block who want the queen (Nigga please) But even she
hop out a coffin At the real estate, behavin' type choosy Want a palace, make the shit beige and light blue please Got the kid like watch your
peepin' in horn Killin' all these pussy niggaz think they keepin' in God Pistol cocked on the block and all they fearin' is death Then again nigga,
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