Back On The Block

Back

Back on the block

Back

Back on the block

Back on the block

So we can rock

With the soul

Rhythm

Blues

Be-bop and hip hop

Back on the block

Back on the block

Ice-T, let me kick my credentials

A young player

Bred in South Central

LA, home of the bodybag

You wanna die

Wear the wrong color rag

I used to walk in stores

And yell: "Lay down!"

You flinch an inch

AK spray down

But I was lucky

Cause I never caught the hard time

I was blessed with the skill

To bust a dope rhyme

All my homies died or caught the penzo

Lost their diamonds

Cops towed their Benzos

Livin that life

That we thought was it

Fast lanin

But the car flipped

I'm not gonna lie to ya

Cause I don't lie

I just kick thick game

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 static from the style of 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 doin what you're doin, man

Don't give a damn

If the squares don't understand

You let'em tell you what to say

And what to write

Your whole career'll be over

By tomorrow night

Rap from your heart

And your heart's with the street

Rap on my record, man

Kimiko, send Ice the beat"

The Dude is def no doubt

What can I say?

The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J

Back

Back on the block

Back

Back on the block

Back on the block

So we can rock

With the soul

Rhythm

Blues

Be-bop 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, alone in Rome

On the farmlands of Nebraska

The cold of Alaska

The heart of the Motherland

To be with my brotherman

On top of a snowcapped mountain I'm scoutin'

What another man saw in a race of people

To see him give his life for the price of equal

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

Showed me making love

Even showed me strung out

He showed pumpin' iron standing on a rock

But tear came to my eyes

When he showed me my block

Back, back

Back, back on

Back, back on

Back, back

Back on the block

Back, back

Back on

Back, back

Back on the block

Stoki ke Stoki, Mai-bo

(Stoki, Stoki)

Wam babma, wam bamb'u mandisa

(Wam bamba, wam bamb'u mandisa)

Stoki ke stoki, mai-bo

(Stoki, Stoki)

Wam bamba, wam bamb'u mandisa

(Wam bamba, wam bamb'u mandisa)

M'yeke, yeke, yeke, wena

(Kh a'mye, Kha'myeke wena)

'Yo khala, khala, khala - U mama

('Yo khal'u mama khe)

M'yeke, yeke, yeke, wena

(Kh a'mye, Kha'myeke wena)

'Yo khala, kha, 'yok 'shaya u Baba

('Yok 'sha y'u Baba khe)

Back up and give the brother romm

To let poetry bloom to whom

It may convern or consume

As I reminisce before this

The bliss that exists

But now we brought about a 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 learn to earn

To grow, to show

The elevation that our people built is so

Jesse Jackson, Miss America, a black one

No more livin' for just a small fraction

I was once told by the Dude

That knowledge is a food

To nourish

So to conclude

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

Back on the block

So we can rock

With the soul

Rhythm

Blues

Be-bop and hip hop

Back on the block

Back on the block

An everlasting omnipresence in my present

State of being seeing the unpleasant

Sight of righteous soul live like peasants

The mind stunts growth in adolescence

My insight enables me to enlight

The weakest of minds and put it in flight

As I transcend, ascend and descend

Recreate, re-incarnate and re-send

The powerful spirits of our ancestors

For those that don't know how God blessed us

Because man 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

Back, back on

Back, back, back on the block

Back, back, back on

Back, back, back on the block

Back on the block

Back, back on

Back, back, back, back

Back on the block

Back, back

Back, back

Back on the block

Back, back on

Back, back

Back, back on

Back on the block

Back, back

Back, back

Back, back

Back on the block

"I would content that rap is

The rap is here to stay!"