Lyrics:
Stay tuned new kids on the block
Make room, Hip Hop 'bout to turn a new leaf
And I stopped tryna hope things change
It made way more sense if I
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
down like Hussein
Cool down, get rocked for a new chain
Coming down in the block with a new thang
Hit the top with the drop,
Watch the mood change
Nu
I still corner dimes but in the nine I'm on a paper chase
Glass rocks, mega tops, Tims on your block
Holding heat like crock pots and keeping g's
me Steve did they even
Give you a name?
I'm the new kid on the block
Bringing new blocks to the kids
From the digital underground
Don't need boxes
shit
These niggas really will kill you, your wife and kids
I walked through many blocks niggas couldn't stand on
Had shit locked before I had a glock
Yo, New York get the blood money
Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
All
Yo, New York get the blood money
Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
All
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,
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake
It's
they love the kid
I I get it,
Whoa hey
I I get it,
Whoa hey
I I get it,
Whoa hey
Yeah,
Whoa hey
I run New York!
Whoa hey
I I get it,
Whoa hey
the Eiffel Tower
The block was home and Africa
Was too far for power then I knew
And you don't and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you don't and you
Been down bad from the block
Run fast but we ain't catching up
So we gotta keep going
Been picked on by the cops
Suspect, put us all in the box
But
don't know them kids (ah)
Check the Citizen app, they know we make it lit
We gon' creep through the back when we ready to blitz (grrah-grrah, boom)
Mix
Old trauma manifests to new pain
And pain manifests to dreams of a new range
He knows about the struggle, he knows about the pavement
He rose from
New kid on the block
Fresh in the game
Grind never stop
Ice in my veins
Think too much got the world on my brain
If you blink too much then the world
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
Dem man do obeah, us man are kosher
I've been that nigga since kickers and loafers
In bits where kids don't give a shit about olders
Where man don't
the block but the block ain't hug us back
Took a trip to Miami that March (uh)
Couple weeks right before my daughter got born (uh)
To meet up with a kid
your ends
Always keep a stash spot and never make new friends
Commit your sins (right) confess on your own time kid
Never think that you too nice to do
that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
My diamonds be VVs (VVs)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news (the news)
I got
are takin lives on the...
News at 6 o'clock and again at eleven!
Pedophiles and rapists snatching kids out they school
Bodies dismantled with a garden
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
Shit, I ain't gon' say this the last level, but we gettin' there
This the next level, next chapter, the New Testament, Bin Reaper 3
It ain't much
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