Lyrics:
Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon)
World (peace), world (peace), world (peace), world
Yo, there's brothers on the block
apart of every aptitude
When it comes to rules play by em all you could bend a lil bit get caught
Do the bid get ahead fuck a pig
Get the block
'round the outside
'Round the outside, 'round the outside
(Woo) (ooh)
Guess who's back? Back again?
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back
God
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a ménage
And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit
But we done did some
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)
all that spinnin' blocks, that's that lil' boy, shit, we catch him, we rockin' his world
I let everybody have their fun with me
Never had a woman say
to my kids when I cease to exist
I am what I
You should know it by now
I'm the brains behind these beats I mastered my sound
I'm the one moving pen
Raza
My kush got a light frost
My bars music made by God
A real boss
And my flows sick
Eat spring rolls with Eel sauce
Everybody eat
Get a piece of that
a day to relax
Huggin' the blocks but the block ain't hug us (back)
Took a trip to Miami that March (uh)
Couple weeks right before my daughter got
We're the new kids on the block
Spitting pop rocks
Thinking outside the box like it's hopscotch
Sipping JavaScript like hot chocolate
Just put
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)
body
I don't think twice, kid
You know I bring it to ya live
Everybody, move ya body
Everybody, move ya body
Everybody, move ya body
I don't
you in that brand new
Chill spot in the young and rich district
Where everybody falls in love and the
Only thing you see is
Cool kids and gold chains
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart
It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block
Some niggas know him as the Godson of Gotti
And his black partner, he was scared to speak
him of GZA back then I was a cold
Little nigga painting pictures
Avalon did that, six pack
Raised by them killers that’ll never
Bring them kids back
'round the outside
'Round the outside, 'round the outside
(Woo) (ooh)
Guess who's back? Back again?
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back
God
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a ménage
And everybody talkin' crazy how they're AK spit
But we done did some
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart
about to find god
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage
And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit
But we know this
My niggas pop out tonight
They see me and BAKE they know to get back, cause we move like thief in the night
These bitches get wet when they see
New York City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by
new tricks.
Putting all the lids back onto the glue sticks. We're
Packing up the bags like we never stop.
Picking up the last little Lego blocks. You
(Uh-huh)
Back on that shit, MiEl and Teyland on the beat
Just call us the stick up kids
'Cause it's a stick up
Pay me what you owe me, that and then some
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