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Damn, take a ride to my block | My block, that's right heh | Real on my motherfuckin' block
Damn, take a ride to my block My block, that's right heh Real on my motherfuckin' block They got a nigga sheddin' tears, reminiscin' on my past fears 'Cause shit was hectic for me last year It appears that I've been marked for death, my heartless breath The underlyin' cause of my arrest, my life is stressed And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary For all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary But at times unnecessary, I'm gettin' worried Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic And certain death for us, ghetto bastards What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire? Life in the pen ain't for me, 'cause I'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare And who cares if we survive The only time they notice a nigga is when he's clutchin' on a four five My neighborhood ain't the same 'Cause all these little babies goin' crazy And they sufferin' in the game and I swear it's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood, it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props Forever hope 'cause it don't stop on my block Livin' life is but a dream Hard times is all we see On my block Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still play But on our block we still play Now shits constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops Black male slippin' in hail, when will we prevail? Fearin' jail but crack sales got me livin' well And the system's suicidal with this thug's life Stayin' strapped forever strapped in this drug life God help me, 'cause I'm starvin' can't get a job So I resort to violent robberies my life is hard Can't sleep 'cause all the dirt make my heart hurt Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers Mislead from childhood where I went astray Till this day I still pray for a better way Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke From the start I felt the racism 'cause I'm dark Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent Hit the bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home on my block Livin' life is but a dream Hard times is all we see On my block Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still play But on our block we still play And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die Caught strays from A.K's in the drive by Swollen pride and homicide don't coincide Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside 'Cause our block is filled with danger Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers Time changes us to stone them crack pipes All up and down the block exterminatin' black life But I can't blame the dealers My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels Shits real, I know you feel, my tragedy A single mother with a problem child, daddy free Hangin' out pickin' up game, sippin' cheap liquor Gamin' the hooches, hopin' I can get to sleep with her It's a man's world, stayin' strapped Fantasies of a nigga livin' phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losin' focus on my block Livin' life is but a dream Hard times is all we see On my block Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still play But on our block we still play And block parties in tha projects lastin' way past daylight A young nigga learned to break night Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen I send 'em ends, but it's tough on a friend In my mind I see the same motherfuckers ballin' Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call I know the young niggaz understand this Growin' up in this world where everythin' is scandalous I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes Tryin' to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime Can't explain just what attracts me to this dirty game Gold chains some extra change, and the street fame And what's strange is everybody knows my name Swear they all know me And lots of cash make a nigga change I hit the green just to maintain, feelin' pain For all the niggaz that I lost to the game from my block Thats right Livin' life is but a dream Hard times is all we see Rest in peace to all the muh'fuckers who passed away Every block is kinda mean From all the blocks that I'm from But on our block we still play (One twelve street, Seventh Avenue, New York, Uptown) Know what I'm sayin? But on our block we still play 183rd and Walt, my block, that's right But on our block we still play 122nd and Morningside, my block, that's right But on our block we still play Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right But on our block we still play In the jungle of Atlantic city, that's my block, that's right But on our block we still play Los Angeles, aha, that's my block too But on our block we still play Oakland, can't forget Oaktown, that's my block for sure But on our block we still play And all the other blocks around this motherfucker Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago All y'all niggaz stay kickin' up dust Representin' motherfuckin' block
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