Lyrics:
of ill shit on my block, happen nightly
East New York is no joke kid
And peace to my man Hass doin his bad
I went to Flatbush to buy incense and weed
Ooooh. Let's talk music
One day, you're young and you wanna try something new
You get an instrument and a thing to get used to
Before you know it,
put on my rap album
Tryna chase the feelin'
Gotta fuckin' trap pack 'em
We got glass matchin' and I'm thinkin'
"How would that happen?"
Kid brings his
business take the same blame
Open your brain
The Klan and the cops are the same
Slave quarters, blocks
And prison blocks are the same
They only separated by
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
pictures and did a lot of new things
Started writing music I knew I’d release
And oh yeah, my grandpa died
Senior year was interesting
Kid with a beanie
Pay the way music
Pay the way music
A a a
When i was young said i'm ain't having no kids
I was in the club just me and my cigs
I was getting paper
people could feel
Something...
Real
Starts recording and shares her story online
By the next mornin millions start feelin her new vibe
Labels at the table,
next album
To make it pop and not flop and recover the dream?
If nobody likes it, I cant blame it on them
I've gotta take responsibility
And what if by
personality
Gon be running up the block
Run it up
Run it up
I got that letter M on the deck
I got that letter O by the sea
I got that letter N in the shop
I got
Sock'Em robot, kid, I drop bombs
I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty
I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news
I'm crazy and clever, cut throats
They Know It's Nazo I Ball On Some Hornet Shit Bending blocks all thru New York & Shit
Load up The Chevy den jump In a benzo
You know i be parallel
to get Yeezy
He working on the album so it ain't gon' be easy
Damn, and my girl just caught a nigga
Rolled up unannounced she ain't even call a nigga
with a nightlight
Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike
Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
just thought he was too cool
Cause all the moneymakers and the big-time crooks
He never ever seen none of them carryin books
He used to be on the block
dysfunctional then blam!
Another shorty lost at the hands of another man
But it ain't nothing new
Everyday created by the Lord sparks a new clan, clique or crew
dysfunctional then blam!
Another shorty lost at the hands of another man
But it ain't nothing new
Everyday created by the Lord sparks a new clan, clique or crew
dysfunctional then blam!
Another shorty lost at the hands of another man
But it ain't nothing new
Everyday created by the Lord sparks a new clan, clique or crew
disgusted by the kid on the sidewalk
Never mind
The only time the news will see his silhouette
Is in sidewalk chalk
Over the next couple weeks
They will talk
never seen shots fired
Nope, quiet
The Cincinnati fitted made me a marked man
By the Parma blocks and 12 sittin' inside that parked van
Pacin'
an underdog
Like Luke is in A New Hope
Black and white Mace Windu
I'm back and forceful like my jokes
This is gonna be known as one of the smoothest flows that
my thing
Millie Vanilli did they thing
New Kid's on the Block, RuPaul
all them bitches and everybody else did they thing
And you ain't do no
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