promise that I'm coming I'm coming home [Rap: Donnie] Unlock the door girl And leave the light on I wanna get our love on Don't wanna get our fight on
eye, I played it cool, The weather was hot, You had the beauty and the beach on lock. With your flip flops, half shirt short shorts, mini skirt, Walkin' on
Because on anybody's block is where I'm gonna be rockin' gee. Don't play those games, oh, ee, oh, oh, oh, stop playing those games. [repeat ad lib &
be incouraged This is for the folks hurt on the block with the word See ya playing in the dirt, hoping you can get the bird Steady sippin on your syrup
is all we've seen (On my Block) Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still plaaayyy (My Block) (Heh heh heh) But on our block we still
my hand - I became - another man. No more running and hiding away from the cops, No more getting robbed from the dudes on the block. You're looking at a new
on the thoughts of no takings So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm fakin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like the motherfucker's new
dead in Detroit... they want me dead in St. Louis... they want me dead up in Denver... New York, L.A., they want me dead... they want me dead on the
drivin by prostituters found dead on every block with maggot eye on top of that, the death toll in whokajava on the rise, on the... news at 6 o'clock
lie. Terrible tales of kidnapped kids keep you focused on the family and filling up the fridge, Neighbourhood watchers shop dole dodgers, stick their semis on
pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin sippin shots of Jack Cause the kids don't listen gettin lots of flack I be the do wa diddy up and down you block
s always excelling Which was so overwhelming that Momma took him shopping Copped him the new Jay's Swear to God homie this was Obie's cool days BMX'ing up the block
Lyrical shots from the glock bust bullet holes on the chops, I want the number one spot With the science, of a giant New York defiant, brutal like domestic
I get high - high - high - high" (Every day) "I get high - high - high - high" (Every night) "I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" (All the time) "HIGH on
set your sights on my position, I'm way out ya division I was grindin' while you was tryin' to figure out your division I'm sittin' on the block and watchin
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of trainers." I met the other guys, one seemed like a cock I think it's gonna be like New Kids on The Block
t no harder than mine I put in more work than you on your own block I know that you lyin' I got one hand on the wheel other hand on my nine Bitch come
't stop crime Ya got ya life on the borderline When is your time? You never know when you gon' go Get it right when you can before you knockin on