Lyrics:
the blocks from the east to the west (west)
It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)
Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)
a street poet leave niggaz fadin in my tracks
I stay posted on da block posted up wit da mack
By da 1st of the month Time to pop a new nigga
Steals car steal
g-g-gone
I don't care
(New York, stand up)
Yeah, I'm on the block, man, chillin'
I'm parked by the Rucker park, I'm just chillin'
Underground love my spot,
and he'll cover your cowardly carnages He let you start again
He change your heart and then He make you new
Praise to the One who done raised out the tomb
Bounce on your block then Bow
Now your folks looking at the news like Wow
Don't try to run up on me track meet get put second I'm a golden child
Let's Go
just really hope your block came with fire-escapes
Before my entrance, I took the fire exit
Tried and tested, about twenty times arrested
Two times
(Intro: Ice-T)
Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin
It's all about that hardcore mind
Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in
like I'm puff by the way that I'm dancing
Girls falling in line all the haters be glancing
Bought a new freezer Sip purp on an island
O's in the bank
wear red
Any new car or face could mean bloodshed
Which led to the other night, I'm in my girl's Bug, right
I'm bout to hit the block to see who's
are goin' out to
Black Tail, you're gonna be a star, yeah
I heard you quit rap, your wife went back to porno flicks
You turned drag queen, a call girl
and twist
Stayed ten toes, takin' care of the guys
Lost my faith, had to cut my ties
Iced out buffs, cover up my eyes
Like a little kid, bring the toys
gotta be the same cats
I can tell by they strange acts
When they mumble to each other
Like Milan they run for cover
New 'cause this bitch that I
and pretty girls with washboards ...
Lakota Sioux Medicine songs sung by Rocky Mountain white kids
Thirty different bands playing from the Grateful Dead Book
to cover back to back
Sun doesn't shine
It's still a funk pop marshall ah
I'm not from the ghetto
But my mama is and she's and uptown girl
I know it's
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
I got a new whip
And that girl wanna fuck me think I'm clueless
I might fuck her once and give her two kids
I just keep on grinding I need blue
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
the blocks from the east to the west (west)
It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)
Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)
a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just
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
watch like Movado so I floss like I'm lotto
You ain't lounging, til you've been counting by the thousands
Profiling, pushing more weight than your
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
the blocks from the east to the west (west)
It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)
Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)
Even when they flew me out to LA
You stuck by my side
And even when you knew i wasn’t ok
You told me i would be alright
Through these darker times
I
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