The Block (feat. DJ Morph)

Oooh

Marv, you fool for this one, man

Bomb Beach and beyond, Prov

This is for the block

And the kid on ave

You know who you are

Ya

Y'all don't want bars

You want cars, sex and strip clubs

But you ain't getting that (nah)

I'm never spitting that

I spit the raw for the cats, they're like the facts

In fact, they nod their head when they hear your man on the track

You can get your money back

If you ain't feelin' the cut

If it ain't hittin' your gut

You mumblin' and you stuck (man)

Get in your truck

Your string 'bout to get plucked

My rhymes covered in blood

Best you can do is duck, Prov

I'm on the set, off the realness I got you stuck

Marv on the beat, and he's slapping you like a puck

You can converse all day like you was Chuck

But y'all a bunch of chickens, and all you can do is cluck

Once your F-150 Go off and into the muck (what?)

Only God can judge and save, I wish you luck

When your life is in shambles, you wonderin' what the what (uh)

Only God can save you then, I wish you luck

This is for the block (block, block, block)

On the, on the block with a nine, with a lot on your mind

Co-come along and I'll lead you the right way (right way, right way, right way)

This-this-this is for the block (block, block, block)

On the, on the block with a nine, with a lot on your mind

Co-come along and I'll lead you the right way (right way, right way, right way)

I'm a multi-talented, multi-faceted from the hood, dude

A good dude, and usually, I'm in a chill mood

The rhymes, never lewd

The words, never crude

And if I don't agree with your views, I don't feud

A dude from Bomb Beach whose heart has been renewed

His new life is good for my soul like fresh food

Tryin' to amplify his voice whenever in solitude

But readin' and prayin' on the reg takes fortitude

I'm thankful that He keeps me from being the devil's muse

That's why I'm in your ear right now, trying to intrude

So this very thing don't come and happen to you

Getting caught up in the car, confused like you was Hugh

Mugshot on the news, you feelin' and looking blue

Only the Divine can brown what you've been through

This the kind of swag and music that gets you booed

But I ain't feelin' nothing right now but gratitude

This is for the block, ah (block, block, block)

On the, on the block with a nine, with a lot on your mind

Co-come along and I'll lead you the right way (right way, right way, right way)

This-this-this is for the block (block, block, block)

On the, on the block with a nine, with a lot on your mind

Co-come along and I'll lead you the right way (right way, right way, right way)

I'm like Kerry Washington causing little fires

But I ain't gonna quit on my team, Urban Meyer

I wanna learn and grow always like new hires

Bring the gospel to your hood with heat like blow dryers

Won't stop 'til they singin your praise like mass choirs

Hot like deep fryers, gospel supplier

When you catch your boy on the block, yo, It's three circles

Never hit the stage without that rehearsal

(That's how ya set dip)

With Jada kissing goodbye

Or you smacked by Big Willie with Jada rolling her eyes

Surprise, wackness has got you canceled

Always stay sharp and be ready to give an answer

First Pete 3:15 on that I lean

The cornerstone of this thing, yeah I mean

We always sweat the jones 'cause the grass look greener

Water your own grass, let them sweat what you have

This is for the block, for the block (block, block)

On the, on the block with a nine, with a lot on your mind

Co-come along and I'll lead you the right way (right way, right way, right way)

This-this-this is for the block (block, block, block)

On the, on the block with a nine, with a lot on your mind

Co-come along and I'll lead you the right way (right way, right way, right way)