Lyrics:
album finna drop
Know these hoes shit flop
Diddy bop on a weak hoe
And I get it by the week hoe
Catch me in the streets hoe
Slide down yo block, best
I spit bars you’ll turn pale
New school emcees be featherweights on scales
Ya’ll frail and so is yo rhyme schemes
It’s cheap yo technics weak by all
the wrong place
Creative blocks at new heights
Knowing that just a few miles
North of my South centered head
That you were taking on the summer with someone
I'm going mad- call it road rage
No Games, No Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out
There once was kid
Who moved to the block
From down around the bend
He was a lonely new kid
And the new kid needed a friend
One day a boy on a bike
trying to rest for 5
On a block, no tint on the Wraith left these kids mesmerized
They ask me how I did it, how I got it
Say I'm king you looking brolic
I
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Hey mr bus driver can you take me home
But I don't know if I really want to go
Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry
Take me home the long
a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
New kid on the block and I make this Shit
me Steve did they even
Give you a name?
I'm the new kid on the block
Bringing new blocks to the kids
From the digital underground
Don't need boxes
clothes
You can remember my name just as plain as the face under your nose
I'm a new kid on the block
Though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach
So we
soul to the
Devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who
Walk around pissed off
Step one: pull your panties down
And start to piss off
Step two:
the valley, kids in the valley aye
I'm servin' I'm choppin new shit and it's boppin
This shit the finale aye
Kids in the valley, kids in the valley, kids in
a hickey, boy I'm sicky
Like a HIV victim, man nobody fuckin' with me
I got banned from New Zealand, whitey called me demon
And a terrorist, God dammit I
amount
Of money that someone
Can give you to make you not be creative
If you were born to create so a lot
Of times people try to block
You, block your
a new house
I'm only seventeen, I'm the new kid
Got me a crew, bought 'em jewels, and a Uz' thick
But all good things don't last
Task' came fast,
know me
You're just a New Kid on My Jock, tip-seekin' and you're phony
It's my little pony and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just
This is bigger than us
Check the phones and computers
How we posed to progress and take steps to get better by killing our future
Help me understand
we have sunshine
Ice Cube wanted me to pass his along
His new album for you to
Hear if you have time oh, most definitely
Plantin' our seeds in
did you think it was?
Step aside youngbloods when you see New York niggaz come through
Silent murder, that's how we do
[Angie]
Out in NEW YORK,
guys swimming in T-shirts
Research your Oz hip-hop, before you step to us
And if you step, hands around your throat like a necklace
Missed the drum,
on the block
Summertime, block parties, cookouts
I spent my knot
Truly, niggas was fightin' over who
Was closest to me
Happy with the new representative of QB
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
payin them dues, nuttin to lose
Huh, street kids, broken and bruised, eyein yo' jewels
Huh, bad news, barin they souls through rhymin blues
_hardcore_!
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