Back, back on the block
Back, back on the block
Back on the block
So we can rock it with the soul, rhythm and blue
Hip hop and hip hop back on the block
Back on the block
Ice tea, let me kick my credentials
A young player bred in South Central, L.A.
Home of the body bag
You wanna die, wear the wrong color rag
I used to walk in stores and yell lay down
You flinch your inch, A.K. spray down
But I was lucky cause I never caught the hard time
I was left with the skill to bust the dope rhyme
All my homies died and caught the pen so
Lost the diamonds, cops told the bensos
Living that life that we thought was it
Fast laning, but the car flipped
I'm not gonna lie to you cause I don't lie
I just kick thick games, some people say why
Cause I'm back on the block, I got my life back
So I school the fools about the fast track
I get stacked from a style, my technique
Profanity, the blatant way in which I speak
But the dude knows the streets ain't no kiddie game
You don't know the dude, Quincy's his first name
He told me, Ice, keep doing what you're doing, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let him tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career will be over by tomorrow night
Rap from your heart and your heart's with the street
Rap on my record, man, Kimiko sent Ice the beat
The dude is deaf from the back, what can I say?
The man can roll with Ice to your mic, he said
Back on the block
Back, back on the block
Back, back on the block
Back on the block
So we can rock it with the soul, rhythm, blue
Rebop and hip-hop
Back on the block, back on the block
I'm back on the block, on the screen
I'm on the wax, I'm on the stage, I'm on the scene
I'm on the case just like an attorney
The dude took me on a magic journey
To dance in France, I don't need Rome
I'm on the farm, I'm on the farm
To Nebraska, the cold of Alaska
The heat of the motherland
To be with my brother, man, on top of a snow-capped mountain
And I'm scouting what another man saw in the race of people
To see him give his life for the price of equal
The highest wisdom, the richest kingdoms
The song of songs we heard David sing them
He showed me me when I was young and hung out
He showed me making love, even showed me strung out
He showed me pumping nine standing on the rock
But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block
Back, back, back, back on the block
Back, back, back, back on the block
Back, back, back, back on, back, back, back on the block
Stokey, just stokey, my mom
Stokey, stokey
And one by one, it's one by one, he can't
He can't surrender, she's my father-in-law
Stokey, just stokey, you know
Stokey, stokey
Till someone shows that they care enough
He's nothing but a part of stokey love
Some say they can't take it no more
Come in here, come in here, start to stoke
Put it back on, do it for sure
Back, back, back, back on
the block to stoke
Oh baby, he ain't gonna be way
Coming back, coming back to the street
Dude, he know you'll never forget
Back on the block to stoke
Back up and give the brother room to let poetry bloom to home
It may concern or consume
As I reminisce before this, the bliss that exists
But now we brought about the twist
Cause I remember reading of my people bleeding
Put through slavery and killed for bravery
We should have got our
freedom much sooner
You never seen a black man on the honeymooners
But now somehow we've learned to earn to grow the show
The elevation of our people built this so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America, a black one
No more living for just a small fraction
I was once told by the dude that knowledge is a food
To nourish, so took a clue
This from an Asiatic descendant, Big Daddy is shocked
Yo Q, we back on the block
Back, back on the block
Back, back on the block
So we can rock it with the soul, rhythm and blues
We are the hip hop back on the block
Back on the block
Back on the block
An everlasting omnipresence is my present state of being
Seeing the unpleasant sight of righteous souls live like peasants
The mind stunts growth and adolescence
My insight enables me to enlighten the weakest of minds
And I put them in flight as I transcend the ace and the descent
Recreate, reincarnate, and resent the powerful spirits of our ancestors
The powerful spirits of our ancestors

For those that don't know how God blessed us
Because men messed up, the media dressed up
Lies perpetrated as truths and it left us confused
But I've seen it all before
From Babylon to the third world war
I'm more than a man, I'm more like an entity
Back on the block and this time my identity is the dude
Back, back, back, back on the
Back, back on the
Back, back, back, back on the block
Back, back, back on
Back, back, back on the block
Stokey, k-stokey mama
Stokey, stokey mama
Wampambo wampambo maja sa
Stoke stoke mambo
Wampambo wampambo maja sa
Yeke yeke yeke wenong
Mkawa kawa kawa umama
Yeke yeke yeke wenong
TRADAbody
TOKTUN
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
Uanooma
We'll be right back.
I would contend that the rap is here to stay.