get off my block lyrics – busta rhymes

just get off my block
lord have mercy, busta rhymes
flipmode trilogy

a yo, we ain’t familiar at all n*gg*
don’t like, go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall n*gg*
straight fallin’ when we use to chill up on park benches
my 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences
stop b*tch n*gg*s like you from easily tresp*ssin’
nickel nine shine on your eye then you see fire blastin’

get off my premises, a yo, lord is you a friend of his
mouth him back to john and show this n*gg* just who the winner is
the presence of a small town, i diminish and blemishes
and my player amps out like a game on my little sega genesis
this inappropriate, f*ck is we talkin’ for when we ain’t even *ssociates

*ss lyrical beatings, straight trick or treating, what ya eatin’?
i ain’t got no words for you, f*ck speakin’ ain’t part of my crew
face look to brand new, who?
n*gg*s ain’t even aloud to send my p*ss through
can’t chill on corner can’t go up in my bull digger
chill before i call dinco to grab the qanco sinco

we don’t give a f*ck right now, we be high caliber sh*t
ya’ll corny n*gg*s must bow, we do unforgivable sh*t
we blow the spot any how, move
ready for battle ’cause i’m refusin’ to lose
i’m a beat ya *ss in front of n*body with nothin’ to prove
live n*gg* sh*t right there, beware, stand clear
many y’all n*gg*s is welcome here

f*ck is these n*gg*s son
get off my block
yo, i don’t know none of these n*gg*s du
get off my block
them n*gg*s wanna sell there weed here
get off my block
yo, who these unfamiliar corn b*lls
get off my block
it’s one of these n*gg*s off my street corner
get off my block

now who the f*ck you be?
landlord, cradle la stainless for strangers vigilante, trigga stampedes
on the bulletproof for the crews that laid this n*gg* to hand breath
move you off the block, the a orthodox general, flash flood when a crowd
patriotic for the intrepid style and wreck more kids that’s pitiful

n*gg*, for ever trapped in danger, emaciate when i take my razor
sharp herds that scar herds n*gg*, i’m from the wicked city
when chickens twist trees and d*ck tease
breast feed pet seeds with asthmatic chest we’s
lord have, cardiac arrest freeze
please, b*st*rd handicap crews that stay soft, it’s mayor, ate off

school your army, ya squad weak, remove four camps when i say
pumpin’ arms like nor plants, i conquer and hold
home sweet home down with monster control
still they in the cut like runnin’ the coal
and still we must bring the ruckus to all you motherf*ckers

automatically, *ssault and battery
we battle thieves that get tragically slap to sleep to relax the beef
collapse like weak cancerous lungs, scatter, we numb
blind feelin’ nap with jarred villain that alarm buildings
con scrimmage, woke up a lot of children, dirty *ss vietnam village

i finish and out sons, then pulls like
men is the malk of method venetian blinds
by all means necessary i reach for mine
and lift golden towers from roof tops
and give orders, rugged pound acre
drown violators in buckets of p*ss water

f*ck is these n*gg*s son
get off my block
yo, i don’t know none of these n*gg*s du
get off my block
them n*gg*s wanna sell there weed here
get off my block
yo, who these unfamiliar corn b*lls
get off my block
it’s one of these n*gg*s off my street corner
get off my block

f*ck is these n*gg*s son
get off my block
yo, i don’t know none of these n*gg*s du
get off my block
them n*gg*s wanna sell there weed here
get off my block
yo, who these unfamiliar corn b*lls
get off my block
it’s one of these n*gg*s off my street corner
get off my block

f*ck, f*ck is these n*gg*s son
get off my block
yo, i don’t know none of these n*gg*s du
get off my block
them n*gg*s wanna sell there weed here
get off my block
yo, who these unfamiliar corn b*lls
get off my block
it’s one of these n*gg*s off my street corner
get off my block

/ busta rhymes lyrics