MY BLOCK REMIX
Police Dispatcher ..
He s headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across
running to the East River
the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern runway (Ugh
take a ride
to my block (my block)) OK it looks good
your clear now (That s right) Go (We re on my mother ing block) [Verse 1] They got a nigga
shedding tears Reminiscing 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 underlying 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 s 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 niggas 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 or 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 hop
cause it don t stop On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream Hard times 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 plaaayyy [Verse 2] Now shit s constantly hot
on my block It never fails to be gunshots Can t explain a mother s pain
when her son drops Black males living in hell
when will we prevail? Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin well In a sense I m suicidal with this thug s life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me
cause I m starvin
can t get a job So I resort to violent robbings
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 heart broke From the start I felt the racism cause I m dark Couldn t quit
the 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 [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream Hard times 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 plaaayyy [Verse 3] And I can t help but wonder whhyy So many young kids had to die Caught strays from AK s in a driveby Swollen pride and homicide
don t coincide Brothers cried 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 total strangers Time changes dust to stone
them crack pipes All up and down the block exterminating black life But I can t blame the dealers My mama s welfare check
just bought the next man chrome wheels Shit s real
I know ya feel
my tragedy A single mother with a problem child
daddy free Hanging out pickin up game
sippin cheap liquor Gamin the hoochies hoping I can get to sleep with herrr It s a man s world
staying strapped Fantasies of a nigga livin phat
but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream Hard times is all we ve seen (On my Block) (What s up to all the homies?) Every block is kinda mean (When I first got some was when I got it was at 112th and 7th avenue) (On my mother ing block) But on our block we still praaayyy But on our block we still praaayyy [Verse 4] And block parties in the
projects Lasting a 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 them ends
but it s tough on a friend In my mind
I see the same mother ers ballin Alcohol will make the lazy nigga slip and fall
miss his call I know the young niggaz understand this Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous I reminisce on the fast times
past crimes Trying 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 That s right (Maybe life is but a dream) (Hard times is all we ve seen) Rest in peace to all the mother ers that passed away From all the blocks where I m from (Every block is kinda mean) (But on our block we still praaayyy) 112th st.
and 7th ave.
in New York uptown (But on our block we still praaayyy) You know what I m saying (But on our block we still praaayyy) 183rd and ? My Block That s right (But on our block we still praaayyy) 127th and
East Side Kent Avenue
Baltimore (But on our block we still praaayyy) My Block That s right In the Jungle Marine City (But on our block we still praaayyy) That s my Block That s right Los Angeles That s my block too (But on our block we still praaayyy) Oakland Can t forget Oaktown (But on our block we still praaayyy) That s my block for sure And all the other blocks around this mother er
Houston
Florida
St.
Louis
Tennessee
Miami
Chicago All y all niggaz stay kicking up dust Represent the mother ing block
Police Dispatcher ..
He s headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across
running to the East River
the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern runway (Ugh
take a ride
to my block (my block)) OK it looks good
your clear now (That s right) Go (We re on my mother ing block) [Verse 1] They got a nigga
shedding tears Reminiscing 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 underlying 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 s 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 niggas 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 or 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 hop
cause it don t stop On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream Hard times 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 plaaayyy [Verse 2] Now shit s constantly hot
on my block It never fails to be gunshots Can t explain a mother s pain
when her son drops Black males living in hell
when will we prevail? Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin well In a sense I m suicidal with this thug s life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me
cause I m starvin
can t get a job So I resort to violent robbings
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 heart broke From the start I felt the racism cause I m dark Couldn t quit
the 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 [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream Hard times 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 plaaayyy [Verse 3] And I can t help but wonder whhyy So many young kids had to die Caught strays from AK s in a driveby Swollen pride and homicide
don t coincide Brothers cried 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 total strangers Time changes dust to stone
them crack pipes All up and down the block exterminating black life But I can t blame the dealers My mama s welfare check
just bought the next man chrome wheels Shit s real
I know ya feel
my tragedy A single mother with a problem child
daddy free Hanging out pickin up game
sippin cheap liquor Gamin the hoochies hoping I can get to sleep with herrr It s a man s world
staying strapped Fantasies of a nigga livin phat
but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream Hard times is all we ve seen (On my Block) (What s up to all the homies?) Every block is kinda mean (When I first got some was when I got it was at 112th and 7th avenue) (On my mother ing block) But on our block we still praaayyy But on our block we still praaayyy [Verse 4] And block parties in the
projects Lasting a 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 them ends
but it s tough on a friend In my mind
I see the same mother ers ballin Alcohol will make the lazy nigga slip and fall
miss his call I know the young niggaz understand this Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous I reminisce on the fast times
past crimes Trying 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 That s right (Maybe life is but a dream) (Hard times is all we ve seen) Rest in peace to all the mother ers that passed away From all the blocks where I m from (Every block is kinda mean) (But on our block we still praaayyy) 112th st.
and 7th ave.
in New York uptown (But on our block we still praaayyy) You know what I m saying (But on our block we still praaayyy) 183rd and ? My Block That s right (But on our block we still praaayyy) 127th and
East Side Kent Avenue
Baltimore (But on our block we still praaayyy) My Block That s right In the Jungle Marine City (But on our block we still praaayyy) That s my Block That s right Los Angeles That s my block too (But on our block we still praaayyy) Oakland Can t forget Oaktown (But on our block we still praaayyy) That s my block for sure And all the other blocks around this mother er
Houston
Florida
St.
Louis
Tennessee
Miami
Chicago All y all niggaz stay kicking up dust Represent the mother ing block
