Lyrics:
me a drink and it's toxic (drank)
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (drip)
Nigga can't bite and they cop it (bite)
I be too stiff, I
The city’s so chill
The city’s so chill
The city’s so chill
I was born in '92 the blizzard was in '96
It's was a cold New York night and this kid
in the New York rhyme
Better kiss that ass goodbye, when I'm passin' by
With plastic nines to blast your eyes, right, what, nigga?
You can kiss your
see before your eyes..
[background voice]
.. in my area code
It's another episode in my area code
Where the blocks explode, ?? back and unload
I
I be the worst like nick
To all them m.c. thugs
Like them four little kids
And the teacher gettin' plugged
I don't give a fuck style
Tell me
your eyes and
If I come by and put my finger in your butt
You're the one
Tom: I think that Satan has
A couple of comments tom
Satan: Well kids, it's
you lose your tie and your shirt
Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em
on a week's vacation and
They left the keys to the brand new Porsche
Would they mind?
Umm, well, of course not
I'll just take it for a little spin
And maybe
an old restaurant
Or some new fly threads for you to try to flaunt
Or some weird knick knack for you could give your aunt
I got kid toys kid clothes
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
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
verified
Have your ass on the news like a headliner
On the block with the blower and its heads fryin
I used to pray for a blessing every night before my
huh?
Everything's gonna be alright (alright)
Everything's gonna be alright (alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now (alright)
Everything's gonna be
voice hypnotize
New kid on the block
And she really want my cock
And this song aint even drop
But she know is gonna be hot
And I'm rising to the top
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it right
I feel so high
I come alive
I need to be free with you tonight
I need your
over petty shit
A nigga'll get you killed 'cause
You fucked his bitch
Niggas'll talk behind your back like a bitch
Most niggas don't even be
Realer than
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,
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
But you better watch how you
Talking to your step pop
Watch, I'm a be gon' in your fridge
N' walk around with my boxers
On in yo' crib, Kid
But you better watch how you
Talking to your step pop
Watch, I'm a be gon' in your fridge
N' walk around with my boxers on in yo' crib
Kid
twelve
Live wit it, y'all got dough to get get it
I got mine, your little bit of money couldn't stop mine
Your block time, too hot, too many hands in your
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
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