For the block boy, take it rough...



[Scarface]

Everyday it's been the same old thang on my block

Ya either workin or ya slangin cocaine on my block

Ya had to hustle, cuz that's how we was raised on my block

And ya stayed on ya hop until ya made you a knot

On my block, to hangout was the thang back then

And even when ya left out, ya came back in

To my block, from Halloway, Belfort, to Scott

Reed Road to Phlox, we load the spots

Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots

On yo' block you prolly had a Fat Pat or Tupac

Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee-high

And even when it was stormin outside, that nigga'd be by

That's me dawg, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot

Niggaz knew me back when I was stealin bell from Shamrock

And my nickname was Creepy, if Black June could see me

He'd be, trippin - and I'd bet he still try to tease me



[Chorus]

My block - where everything is everything fa sheezy

My block - we probably done it all homey believe me

My block - we made the impossible look easy, fa sheezy

My block - I'd never leave my block, my niggaz need me



[Scarface]

On my block, we duck the nigga-haters and the cops

Fuck a hotrod, we race Impalas, chromed-out

On my block - it ain't no different than the next block

Ya get drunk and pass out, and they back ya to the house

And when you wake up on the couch you goin right back at it

On my block when ya that fucked up they laugh at it

On my block, it's just another day in the heart

of the Southside of Houston Texas, makin ya mark

On my block, we're cueing all the time, playin dominoes

Keep the swishers sweet down until my mama goes

back inside - then we can fire

Pass it around a few times to get high



[Chorus x2]



[Scarface]

On my block, everybody business ain't ya business

What's goin on in this house is stayin here, comprende?

On my block, ya had to have that understanding

Cause if ya told Ms. Mattie, she went and told Gladys

And once ya mama got it, it was all on the wire

And when the word got back, the set yo' ass on fire

On my block, we got some 'Nam vets shell-shocked

Who never quite got right, now they inhale rocks

On my block - it's like the world don't exist

We stay confined to this small little section we livin in

Oh my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world

Cause I love these ghetto boys and girls

Born and raised, on my block...

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[Chorus x2]