Lyrics:
a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
New kid on the block and I make this Shit
lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys (Brian):
You see war is not the answer
Nona Gaye
snort off mirrors
Coke, heroin, guns ran by government agent dealers
Blowback in the pot created boss flagrant dealers
Take it back to the spot and plot
Buck
Kay wanted me to be one of the
Buck because I been a buck
Back when a pack of Newports was a buck
I was a young buck on the corner of Monarch
Kids
some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys
You see war is not the answer
Nona /Backstreet Boys
York, New York, the city that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids
Who am I Who am i
I say I'm the new kid on the block
I took my shots and I never looked back
A lot of rappers lost focusing on the past
But
my kid, Onyx (slatt)
I just threw twenty K on these-, we was at Onyx (ah, what?)
I just bought me some brand new clothes, Dover Street Market
we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
[Nona Gaye:]
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
[Backstreet Boys:]
You see war is
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
heart at
We was on that back street
Where it ain't sweet
Where the kids pave they name in a concrete
On that back street
Where it ain't sweet
Where
kid
You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch
This New Era be cappin', uh
Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T,
Aye I'm the best Out Best OUT
Like smoking Cali weed
Is the Best Route Best Route
When I'm on the Block I'm the Best Out
Everybody get the plug I'm
the sundown.
Deadly issues of telekinesis, better show love or lay down.
They don't wanna see me shine!
Everybody wanna sound like Bone though come back in
stiffening, back hurts from arching and jiggling
eye catches her pills with thoughts so sickening.
I’m in a world where everybody’s running
I can’t stand still
New York the city that never sleeps
Bodies covered in white sheets are layin' in the streets
Shit gets deep as we creep up the block by the kids
everybody bounce with the franchise, come on
Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em
New kid back on the block with a R.I.P
Dad got the sag in
music box
Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new Hip Hop
Like E-40 holding down the yay (that yay), N.W.A. in L.A.
OutKast
get down
New Kids, Puffy, Spice Girls, Ricky
Everybody talk about
(C'mon)
Pop music
Talk about, talk about
What?
Pop music
Talk about, talk
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
without Finesse is like
The NBA without Jordan
So all you new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact that I'll be on
Your fuckin' back like a knapsack
It ain't
The block's hot, the block's hot with top notch glock shots
Surrounded by fiends but in for slingers to drop rocks
The blue baggy bender boys, that's
Have 'em coming back for mo' girls
Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Various managers coming up talking
'bout they got me
But really they
or rude,
Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood,
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, and doowutchyalike,
Everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys
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