Lyrics:
It's the new kid on the block, I know they like the sight of me
Like I'm Tupac, know the name, cuz I got all eyes on me
I be posted with the gang
I can't afford to own
When being young starts getting old
A new pace saves face or so I'm told
Be the new kid, on an old block
A chalk outline
what I eat, sleep and breath and feed
My kids would it fulfill all my family needs (c'mon)
I treat the mic like the block
Fuck with my rocks,
And if it cost a hundred grand it's a supercar
I'm still ballin', 20 still crawlin'
Like retarded kids, my DVD's stallin'
Lakers still callin', but we
Realest only in the motion
Leaders we are ain't no potion
Tryna stole it no they can't right
Want me out yea in the end
Believers the kids yea they
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had a bunch
I'm popping off, no acne
But you coming with me
New kid on the block but I'm ready to conquer the streets,
to conquer the beef!
No hesitation,
Unleash
Thinkin' back to when my life was most confusin'
Weaved together place to place by anime and cartoons then
Doors locked, no one home, hop the fence,
weed Sunday block party has the block Gnarly the hood gangsta just Finessed big homie glock forty Lookin at my friends
Brand new fits and brand new
profession
What we reppin'? Better tune in
On the block I was never the new kid
Ain't no feelings my heart stay cooling
Hearing them shots movin', now we
Yeah, ha-ha-ha (bang)
Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, haha
No one's iller than me (what?)
No one, no one is
ear
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
(Bling) , I ran up my chicken (Blaow)
If I ain't on A-block, then I'm in VL
(A-block) , or I'm with my 6s (6)
News4Jax lost, who the fuck
(Who) keep
perverse
Ain't overstandin us nigga
My life ain't rehearsed
Ain't no rewind button like DVD
They never show the real neighborhood on TV
(TV)
Ours ain't
cutest new kid should've seen my face
Brown boy and I'm sittin good with the high fade
On the track flashin like its pics I'm straight snappin
No cappin in
and gritty
Record and mic checkin, no question, this section of
New york city
Where the crooks lounge out, block powers found
Butterfly ground the sky favorite
Oh he on that block then we takin that trip
BOW skurt off in the whip
How many times i beat a nigga w a brick
If i see dudey Lo bullets rip through his
They had New York New York, We had L.A. L.A.
We had the army fatigues, you had the negligee
Ay, you see I rep for my city kid
And even Biggie said he
money I got (I run New York!)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah,
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 the money, get the mansion,
tryin to chase my dreams
did i leave your mind when i was gone
i hope not
verse 2 (Q "the Kid")
now im in a new state new division
new sound new shit im
money I got (I run New York!)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah,
take it easy cause thinking you sick nigga
Get lined up with rounds to ya head like a stick figure
New chrome in the bag I been shopping
Like a zit
ear
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
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