Verse 1
I move like a fiend in the company of moon light
Midnight goons in platoons on the flip side
A paradise, scandal eyes, street side parasite
Street life satisfies the young minds appetite
Police trackin flies like moths around candle lights
Dynamite lifestyle raise up the Fahrenheit
Cats carry knives like they modern day samurai
Drive by hammer time, crime no allaby
Die in a phone box tryin to dial the last nine
Front line hard times, crack sells, high crime
Hustling for food like we starved in our past lives
Blunt blade sharp eyes, guarding my archives
Time pa**ed by the rainy days and the dark nights
Weed spots open all hours like our cry?
Crack pipes, police lights, street signs, slum life
Black suns, red moon, doomsday frontlines
d**h rides the sunrise, the young die in gun crime
White lies illuminate the sky in the night time
Sometimes I wonder why Im stuck in this pipeline
White colors thrive while the hood rats ride time
Those town medias alertin all the dead minds
Next time we gotta try and stop for these red lights
(x2) Ten times realer than your reading in the headlines! (x2)
Verse 2
Extra extra
Trouble in the hood again
All these hood rats up to no good again
Otis Redding used to sit on the dock
But when your from the hood you gots to sit on the blocks
-Chorus-
On The Block
Solitary time on the Top
On the Block
Tourists walk by and dont stop
On the Block
Cats come around for their blocks
On the Block
The police want to keep us all locked
On the Block
Reporters never come to your spots
On the Block
Shotters stood shottin all their shots
On the bLock
The place where they leave you to Rot
On the Block
Your BLock
My Block
Full blocks
These Blocks
Verse 3
Move by the hard times
And ridin as we ?