Lyrics:
What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
that every day a blessing, I ain't see it then
Never see it coming 'til you see it in your men
The spirit leaves, the mind goes blank
A body with no
it, I kicked your bucket for you, floor you
Got more guns if there's more of ya
War with the cops no prob
They shouldn't took the job
Blow holes
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
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
nerves, man word
I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid
I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do
So all them antics and funny shit you do for
"kid, we found your name on a envelope at
The bottom of a half a ton of garbage and I just wanted to know if you had
Any information about it"
YEAH, BUT I'LL JUST USE MY BROTHERS.
FREDDIE PULLS OUT HIS PHONE.
FREDDIE: WELL, IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND, YOU KNOW MY DIGITS.
CARLY: HEY, YOU GOT A NEW
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
am who is the man? (Ahh)
Who is the man? Who is the man?
I am
Bitch, I'll pull up to your block with
A 9 mil' in each hand (Boom)
With a 243 and a 22
Dangerous Mind," I'm a prime example
I don't care, as long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One
through the record
I'm a Philly boss player, a dope rhyme say-er
It's Black Ink back gettin' cake by the layer
by the stack, comin' at us, get your weight
various blossoms
"Awesome. Now then, what the fuck that got to do with me?"
Idkg, I be wavy
How we stay free?
Being without a block on the seeing
I was
(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
as I almost fail to notice that my phone ringing
I didn't know the number still answered the call by choice
Quickly remembered once I heard that voice
Bitch, nobody's mind works like mine
It's nose to the grindstone time, homes, your mind's blown
'Cause I rhyme like I'm still tryin' to get signed, up in
a slave that's alright with me
There's no limits when your minds this free
Riding the horse loving my flaws
Either times flying by or not moving at all
So I
city they feelin' me, yuh
I'm the type of nigga gon' put you to sleep
And you the same, but that'd be literally, yuh
I just heard your new lil' wack ass
rock
Wu got it locked, performin' live on your hottest block
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence,
rock
Wu got it locked, performin' live on your hottest block
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence,
on this wide frame
Whippin' out and grippin' gram, new truck or candy slant
Makin' young girls drop it I, hit the slab bitch hit the block
Hit the block
that I didn't really care. It didn't hurt as much as anything else I was experiencing at that time. I was just happy that I was meeting new people and it
on the mic live as can be what's good y'all I'm The ZYG.
(Chorus)
Kid Creole was the first to say yes yes y'all. In the days before Curtis blow was fresh
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