Lyrics:
[Intro]
El sol calienta alla en lo alto
why la palma real nos alumbra
Orgullo de mi tierra cubana
Aqui no hay canto en vano
[Translation:]
inside him
Way before he ever knew the courts would divide him
A wall around himself had became a shell
Was a whole new person, by the time the bricks fell
take a trip let's find SY or spin around the Nine
How they gone chat about real he done snitched and got drilled by all of his guys
D Block broadday
and shine
Day dreaming bout creampies
Walk into the bank now
Somehow credit score so high
Usually block my entrance
Now they just let me blow by
My aunts say
pies, ten cars, five drives, ten bars, fi-fi
That's fifty-five thou, sha-na-na, bye bye
My fittings touched tailored, joined by Chuck Taylors
[Intro: (Havoc) The Alchemist]
(Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, fo' real)
You are now tuned into the sounds
Handcrafted & designed, by the H A V
done went through the shit god want me to know
I ain't finished I'm coming for what I'm owed
Who these new kids on the block
Only want fame it's a long
away,
There's Sam, with some bitch named Fay,
Where's my mom at, your mom got caught for killing your pops,
By the way kid, this is your aunt Fay,
We'll spin a nigga block, only two deep
Nigga ran out his socks like his new feet
Mini Mack got knocked, but he loopy
Wanna see my whole block livin'
the new doo wop
That thing was loud on the radio
We'd be on the stoop
Bumpin up Badu
Designed to get us high
But more importantly by
Cuz we was raised by
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
That's right, couldn't try that no day
When we roll 'round 'pon your block
Nuh badda feel seh we won't spray
Like a aerosol can
When we roll 'round 'pon
amount
Of money that someone
Can give you to make you not be creative
If you were born to create so a lot
Of times people try to block
You, block your
high speeds while I toss ya
A straight gentleman
Born with the ape adrenaline girl ya gotta faith I'm sizzlin'
Hot when I drop numbers like New Kids
high speeds while I toss ya
A straight gentleman
Born with the ape adrenaline girl ya gotta faith I'm sizzlin'
Hot when I drop numbers like New Kids
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
kept arms
Thirty eight longs inside my mom's Buick
At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it; or stuffed
locked
Everybody doing them
I'm still stretching on the block
Like "Damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs
And drug paraphernalia cops, courts
[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no
then stacking up the love to get by
What we 'bouta see is every day that life a new ride
We gonna ride it out, we shine it out we gonna do right
Aye, new
caused by mf mental Block
Rolling stone trapping stone N***a Crack rock
Kill a N***a imma hire N***a Matlock
New shit that shit better than yo Old shit
[Intro]
There's one brain
There's two halves to one brain
One half's the pen, the other half's a steel
Check the story
[Chorus 2X]
Pain, yo, is all
momma and kids live
No doubt, now it's time to take some more of you out
Scan the block with an inferred dot, just for a victim
There he go, there he was,
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst-
New Kung Fu Kenny
Throw a steak off the yacht
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