Pac]
d***, take a ride, to my block
My block, that's right! Heh
Round my m*********** way
[Verse One]
They got a n****
Sheddin tears, reminiscin on my past fears
Cause s*** 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 of stress
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary
for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
s*** is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto b******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 n***** on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a n**** is when he's clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood ain't the same
Cause all these little babies goin crazy and 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, n***** give me props
Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block
[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
On yo' block you probably bred a Fat Pat or Tupac
[2pac]
Now s***'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 livin in hell, when will we prevail
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
[Scarface]
On my block, to hangout was the thang back then
And even when ya left out, ya came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Belfort, to Scott
From Reed road to Phlox, we load the spots
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
[2pac]
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her
It's a man's world, stayin strapped
Fantasies of a n**** livin phat, but held back
[Scarface]
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
cuz I love these ghetto boys and girls
born and raised, on my block
[2pac]
Rest in peace to all the muh'f****** who passed away
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown, knahmsayin?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd and Morningside, my block, that's right
Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right
And the Jungle - Marin City, that's my block, that's right
Los Angeles, haha, that's my block too
Oakland, can't forget Oaktown, that's my block for sure
And all the other blocks around this m***********
Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all n***** stay kickin up dust
Represent the m*********** block
d***, take a ride, to my block
My block, that's right! Heh
Round my m*********** way
[Verse One]
They got a n****
Sheddin tears, reminiscin on my past fears
Cause s*** 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 of stress
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary
for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
s*** is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto b******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 n***** on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a n**** is when he's clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood ain't the same
Cause all these little babies goin crazy and 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, n***** give me props
Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block
[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
On yo' block you probably bred a Fat Pat or Tupac
[2pac]
Now s***'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 livin in hell, when will we prevail
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
[Scarface]
On my block, to hangout was the thang back then
And even when ya left out, ya came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Belfort, to Scott
From Reed road to Phlox, we load the spots
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
[2pac]
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her
It's a man's world, stayin strapped
Fantasies of a n**** livin phat, but held back
[Scarface]
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
cuz I love these ghetto boys and girls
born and raised, on my block
[2pac]
Rest in peace to all the muh'f****** who passed away
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown, knahmsayin?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd and Morningside, my block, that's right
Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that's right
And the Jungle - Marin City, that's my block, that's right
Los Angeles, haha, that's my block too
Oakland, can't forget Oaktown, that's my block for sure
And all the other blocks around this m***********
Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all n***** stay kickin up dust
Represent the m*********** block