Lyrics:
these rappers who sucks
With their hoe, hoe, hoe, hoes and the sluts
Old school flow but feels brand new
I'ma chip of the block and already paid my
Old friends left me behind
New friends I don't got time
I put the whole world on block(I did)
I put the whole world on block
(I had to)
Richer than
strap to my head
You could be the one or already dead, nigga
You could be the one to let it go
We gon spin the block, make our presence known
You could be
out loud, for no reason
I use to take them cans back and collect them nickels
Trading garbage pail kid cards for sweet pickles
The whole block used
to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore
Kicks is a hundred or more
A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy
I told him say a prayer
never old
Death accelerating, and I don't want to die
Fish hooked by a ship, Lord take me where I lie
Gone where the lucky ones, disease or suicide
man Kurt died the blames on him
You better believe him, killin' niggaz dead for this dream
By any means I'm deadin' your team, destroyin' your dreams
the message
This is for the kids trying to be a new legend
This is for the have not's
This is for the movement
This is for the people who tried to call me
strive for peace before lighting fires
Where conspiracies abound 'cause the news is biased
Hey, maybe we're run by a ring of pedophiles!
Or maybe I'm just
city" "I gotta get in"
This is that, Riker's Island, not slipping rap flows
For them box bitten bing monsters, sniffin' that blow
Block covers know
father rushed into the cottage.
My children! he cried, I have been searching
all over for you. I have come to
take you home again.
And then he told
On the block
We're just the new kids on the block
(Say what)
We're just the new kids new kids
I'm moving in so
Show me the floor plans
Cause if I'm starting
surrounded by a bouquet
The moment that you replay
You is I rewind the tape
Still haven't seen you so I wait for the moment that you awake
For heaven's sake
They wouldn't believe
I'm the trillest, I'm a real one
For my brother I'll go kill one
I did this for me
For my future, for my children
It don't
cheap, where they quick to fill you with them slugs
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by
he'll be gone for 26 months fed time
I try to maintain through all this
And pray to god pop keep the same clean date and 4 dicks
My pockets flat kid
You
times for the days I would hold back (Woo!)
Five times for the bitches who ain't called back (Yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just
the tweakers come for all the bacon
Ya'll, my son's brand new feature 'Wrekonize The Force Awakens'
If you need a lesson, I'll be blessing ya'll for
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
the ceiling
(I never knew I'd)
I don't do Black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive
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
to bring
Now its on your high as fuck this your brand new song
And your will strong you bet not hang around for too long
Go get some pussy dust the ashes off
I was just broke on my ass now I'm winnin'
I got a Tec and it squeeze like a lemon
Who is this nigga don't know why he chillin'
I'm on the block I
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