Lyrics:
With the kerosene
So quick to turn it up a notch
Low profiles, spinning, burnin up the lot
Always got that new thing turning up ya block
Always drive-by
gon' have a little church up in there
Oh, oh, oh, I'm blessed
Wakin' up, thankin' God
Every day is feelin' just like Sunday
Wifey fly, by my side
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
apartment
Half-empty Hennessy bottles and condoms on the carpet
Half a bag of cocaine on the counter by my Smith & Wesson
Misdirected I gripped the weapon
hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
I'ma go post bail,
clothes, off the shit we played on and got hurt
Why she gotta pay for the dirt
'Cause her only son is up the street with the whole block sour
'Cause you
forget man!
I got niggas on the block, block
Niggas with them gats, gats
Niggas on the strip, strip
Puffin' them packs, packs
To my workers that
with .40's aimin' at the motherfuckin' rocket (yeah, yeah)
Motherfuckin' pull up, the block goin' down
A hundred rounds of metal gon' pull up and fill
you lose your link on the chain.
You know when they block your trucks boys, by layin' on the road,
All that they are doin' is all that you have
you need I could offer
By any means I support ya, neglectin' ya needs would be torture
Things that I torture like blowin (fiya) in the Porscha'
Doin'
rats, sexin 'em
Paris crew, little dudes, please!, I was reppin 'em
Niggas couldn't come through (word)
That's when the block was like wallpaper, loved
replaced in this game, by Kweli
Place the face with the name
These cats drink champagne and toast to death and pain
Like slaves on a ship talking about who
You know when they block your trucks boys, by layin' on the road,
All that they are doin' is all that you have showed,
That you gotta strike, you
fam' hang in the balance
You the king, and your block is the palace
Y'all niggas is the parliament, untouchable, spot unrushable
Keep your weight wet,
they will send them to die by the score
Aborting mission should be your volition
But if Souter and Thomas have their way
You'll be standing in line
again
No more rain, no more roses
On my way, shaking my thirst in a cool cool pond
Cooper told Maui the whole block's gone
They're dying for
they didn't go that far
Things shut down at midnight
At least around here they do
Cause we all reside down the block
Inside at, 23 Skidoo.
Wine
And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day
Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
we remain blatant
Yo, got to tell you to your face
You get replaced in this game, by Kweli
Place the face with the name
These cats drink champagne
you need I could offer
By any means I support ya, neglectin' ya needs would be torture
Things that I torture like blowin (fiya) in the Porscha'
Doin'
Throw that NO up
H-Town down
That's for my homies
That's for my rounds
All that heavy syrup sippin'
Clout by the pound
Keep that candy paint
Stand on the block, Reebok, gun cocked
Avalanche rock get paid off mass murderous services
Chef break 'em, watch the alley cats bake 'em
Four-nine made
Stand on the block, Reebok, gun cocked
Avalanche rock get paid off mass murderous services
Chef break 'em, watch the alley cats bake 'em
Four-nine made
hold me up, coz I'm moving out
Everywhere I go, you always block my road
I'm on that train, where will it go
North, East, West or South
Found by word
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