Ghostface Killah - Block Rock Lyrics
[intro: Scratched Up Samples]"you Out There, On Now""sorry... That's Word, I'm Not The Herb""understand What I'm Saying, Saying, Saying""it's The Hardcore""set It Off, Rusty, Low Down""following Me, It Be The God""whatever, Whatever""god All""all New York, Ight"[ghostface Killah]Yo, Aiyo, The Wally Man's Coming, You Can Hear His Chain DangleBrolic Arm, Check Out The AnkleBest Cuts, Diamond Sittin' Sideways, Like They Sit In The CupYou Can Pour Goose On It, Juice On It, Two Jamaican SlutsOn The Streets, Cousin, Word Life, Them Big Boy Toys'r'usGot Them S5 Fifties Maybach's, Push Suede BackFour Hundred G's, On The Concrete, Save ThatLike James Brown, It's The Big PaybackSame Place You Front's Where You Get Laid AtStrong Arm A Nigga For Real, We Eat Ya FoodLike Dog, Mutha*****a, In Replace Of A MealGive You A Two Hour Car Chase, Flying Through Lakes And BushesHolding The Wheel, Still Burning The SwishesExotic Killas Who Bribe To Kill Us, And We Pay For A TabDon't Matter What Size The Bill IsWe Don't Need Your Support, Wack Speech Your ThoughtJust To Rhyme My Shit When The Tape Cut OffThe Price Of Fame, A Dope Chain, The Same ChainYo, He Tapped To The Roof, Watch The Block, Watch 'em Hang[chorus: Ghostface Killah]From Broad Street Down To MilledgeYou *****ing With Experienced KillasMean Wolves, Silver Back GorillasThem Theodore Kids' GorillasYou *****ing With Experienced KillasSilver Back Gorillas[ghostface Killah]The Grenade Gonna Hit Like A Bomb From FlexThe Street Is Never At Peace When I Palm A TechMy Enemies Is Sub, Dude, I'm A Black BeltThe Moves I Do, Is How Bruce Stick Kareem AbdulSame Dudes Give A ***** Booze, Stupid Rich DudesCrystal, Chandellier Ice, Keep A Wrist FullCuz, If Lil' Jon, Can Ice His CupI Top That Shit, And Ice My NutsSee I'm A Threat When It Comes To RocksAt 3 A.m., You Like Damn, Who Put The Sun On The BlockIs He Crazy? Illuminate Like The Son Of GodAnd Still Pull Up In The Hoopted Out Rented CarWith Dust And Weed On Him, Knock The Neighborhood Bully OutTake His Gun And Pee On HimThe Magazines Cant Develop My FlicksThe Negatives Came, And Printed Out Them C-note ChipsKeep The Heat Flaming, Beats Banging, Bottle Of Weed StankingCompetition, Yo, I'm Giving Out Strict SpankingsBurn 'em Like Bacon, Some Want SatanIn The Hell Fire, Screaming, Yo I'm Sorry For Faking, Baking[chorus]
