Lyrics:
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
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Ight, now, this is how we gon' do this shit
Youknowhatimsaying? Niggaz wassn't out in the streets back then
When was doing
[Music Intro]
[Verse 1]
Since I'm blown let me flex this
If its somethin on ya mind recline and check this
So smooth not reckless
We can get high
Yo make a do some intro
I be something better
Naah a be bigger
For this journey top
I'll be your instructor
To a brand new state of mind
A you dey
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
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
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
the groceries
That you brought through
'Cause we was gettin' hungry, niggas
Know that I'm a lot, too
I got a lot to lose, when the pressure's on
The block is cool
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
[Intro: Juice Sample]
Hey man if Bishop calls or if he comes tell him I ain't here
Why, you don't like Bishop no more?
Why you asking so many
[Intro: (Trife Da God) Ghostface Killah]
(Uh what you got here, is your approach)
Your approach gotta more guerilla on 'em
KnowImean? Just to make it
INTRO
One man's pain
Is another man's pleasure.
One man's trash
Is another man's treasure.
One man's spring
Is another man's winter.
One man's blame
of katrina got me in need of some dome
I'm coolin
New kid on the block just moved in
Rent due on the first been had it
Even when there's red flags no challenge
[Intro/Chorus fading in and out in background]
Ok, ok, (heeeyyyy) yeah
We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this...)
Jim Jones nigga (you
Back in the day,
Growing up in Hollis Queens New York,
I used to play in the day til the day got dark,
And everyone around me knew everybody else,
among the weak in rock
We are among the weak in rock
And the child of the moon
Is now the new kid on the block
[Clue]
DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
Live from New York nigga..
[Angie]
Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
They say it ain't
kids nappy heads and all dirty
And she's gettin pimped by a nigga that's thirty
I saw her hangin' in an alley
Bragging to her friends how she's ho'in' in
[Intro: RZA]
Hip hop is all about having fun, yo, yo
[RZA]
Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
Wit the strength of Samson, you
a graveyard, I can’t save y’all
Cop the new crib by the lake shore
I gotta move, way below the radar
[Verse 1]
You see surveillance is for assailants
You see
Since i was a kid i been that niggga
Pockets got fat But i want em bigger
Yo bm a thotty smashed in the sprinter
Touch one of mine I'll spazz on you
if they did they'd dump heads
One a one way street to nowhere
Everything to prove, with nothing to lose
You fools at Fox News
Couldn't walk a block
by a bad ass bitch? (Yeah that's me) Hm?
Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Sippin, suckin on my sausage gave the stripper some
there's no way
Never fuck with a nigga lately 5/0
I dont want no negetive energies on my time zone
Talking bullshit and I block
I'm a new kid on the Block
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