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Ice-T, let me kick my convention
A young player bred in South Central
LA, home of the body bag
You wanna die, wear the wrong color rag
I used to walk in stores and yell lay down
You blink your inch, 8k spray down
But I was lucky cause I never caught the hard time
I was lucky for skill
Plus the dope line
All my homies died, I caught the pencil
Lost the diamonds, cops told the benzos
Living that life that we thought was it
Fast planning, 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 in the black
I got my life back, so I school the fools
About the fast track
I get stacked on the style of my technique
Profanity, the bloody way black 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 ever stand
You let him tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career will be over by tomorrow night
Rap on your heart, and your heart's with the street
Rap on my record man, come here go send Ice the beat
The dude is deaf in the back, what can I say
The man can roll with Ice to your mic check
Back, back on the block
Back, back on the block
Back, back on the block


Back on the block
Back on the block
So we can rock it with the soul, rhythm and blues
Hit on the 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 kids just like an attorney
The dude told me on a magic journey
To dance in France alone and roll more
On a farm near to Nebraska, Dakota, Alaska
To heat in the motherland
To view my brother band on top of a snow-capped mountain
I'm scouting what another man's saying
To the soul and the race of people
To see him give his life for the rights of people
The highest wisdoms, 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, he showed me strung out
He showed me pumping lines, standing on the rock
But tears came to my eyes
And he showed me my block
Hope is the talk in my mouth
Hope is the talk in my mouth
Hope is the talk in my mouth
And one by one, he's one of them
He can't surrender, she's gonna fall in love
Hope is the talk in my mouth
Hope is the talk in my mouth

And still someone knows that they care
And he doesn't wanna talk no more
Some say they can't take it no more
Come again, come again, stop it
But who did not come to live for the love
Back on the block to the club
Oh baby, he ain't gonna be well
Coming back, coming back to the street
Dude, he know you're not that bad
You'll never forget
Back on the block to stay
Back up and get the brother on the left
Poetry blown to home
It may concern or consume
As I reminisce before this, the blimp that exists
But now we brought about a twist
Cause I remember reason 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 or the honeymooners
But now somehow we've learned to earn the growth to show
The elevation of our people's lives
I built this song
Jesse Jackson this 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 the clue
This from an Asiatic descendant
Big daddy is shocked
Look here we back on the block
Back, 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
The rhythm, the blues, the beat, the hip hop
Back on the block
Back on the block
An everlasting arctic presence is my present
State of being seeing the unpleasant
Sight of righteous souls live like heaven
The mind starts growth in adolescence
Mind sight enables me to enlighten
The weakest of minds and I put them in flight
As I transcend an ace and a descent
Recreate, reincarnate and reset
The powerful spirit of our ancestors
For those that don't know how God blessed us
Because man messed up the media fester
Lies perpetrated the truth and it left us
The power of the spirit of our ancestors

Doesn't confuse 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 in the time my identity could do
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