[All]
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Back
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Back on the block
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Back
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Back on the block
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Back, on the block, so we can rock
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With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop
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Back on the block
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Back on the block
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[VERSE 1: Ice-T]
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Ice-T, let me kick my credentials
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A young player, bred in South Central
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L.A., home of the bodybag
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You wanna die, wear the wrong color rag
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I used to walk in stores and yell: "Lay down!"
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You flinch an inch - AK spray down
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But I was lucky cause I never caught the hard time
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I was blessed with the skill to bust a dope rhyme
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All my homies died or caught the penzo
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Lost their diamonds, cops towed their Benzos
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Livin that life that we thought was it
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Fast lanin, but the car flipped
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I'm not gonna lie to ya, cause I don't lie
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I just kick thick game, some people say: why?
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Cause I'm back on the block, I got my life back
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So I school the fools about the fast track
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I get static from the style of my technique
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Profanity, the blatant way in which I speak
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But the Dude knows the streets ain't no kiddie game
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You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name
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He told me: "Ice, keep doin what you're doin, man
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Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
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You let em tell you what to say and what to write
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Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow night
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Rap from your heart, and your heart's with the street
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Rap on my record, man, Kimiko, send Ice the beat"
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The Dude is def no doubt, what can I say?
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The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J
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[All]
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Back
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Back on the block
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Back
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Back on the block
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Back, on the block, so we can rock
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With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop
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Back on the block
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Back on the block
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[VERSE 2: Melle Mel]
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I'm back, on the block, on the screen
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I'm on the wax, I'm on the stage, I'm on the scene
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I'm on the case, just like an attorney
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The Dude took me on a magic journey
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To dance in France, alone in Rome
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On the farmlands of Nebraska, the cold of Alaska
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The heat of the motherland
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To be with my brotherman
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On top of a snowcapped mountain I'm scoutin
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What another man saw in a race of people
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To see him give his life for the price of equal
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The highest wisdoms, the richest kingdoms
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The Song of Songs we heard David sing them
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He showed me me when I was young and hung out
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He showed me makin love, even showed me strung out
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He showed me poppin nines, standin on a rock
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But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block
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[Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers)]
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Stokie's just Stokie, mama
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(Stokie's Stokie)
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And one by one each woman he kiss
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(He kiss her and she gon' fall in love)
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Stokie's just Stokie, you know?
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(Stokie's Stokie)
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Till someone shows that they care enough
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(Ain't nothin gonna bother Stokie much)
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Some say they can't take it no more
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(Comin here, comin here startin stuff)
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But Dude is back on duty fo' sho'
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(Back on the block to stay)
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They say he ain't gonna be with it
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(Comin back, comin back to the street)
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But Dude he know you'll never forget it
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(Back on the block to stay)
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[VERSE 3: Big Daddy Kane]
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Back up and give the brother room
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To let poetry bloom to whom
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It may concern or consume
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As I reminisce before this
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The bliss that exist
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But now we brought about a twist
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Cause I remember of my people bleedin
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Put through slavery and killed for bravery
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We shoulda got our freedom much sooner
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You never seen a blackman on _The Honeymooners_
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But now somehow we've learned to earn, to grow, to show
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The elevation of a people built is so
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Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
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No more livin for just a small fraction
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I was once told by the Dude that knowledge is a food
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To nourish, so to conclude
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This from an Asiatic descendant, Big Daddy is shocked
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Yo Q, we back on the block
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[All]
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Back
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Back on the block
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Back
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Back on the block
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Back, on the block, so we can rock
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With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop
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Back on the block
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Back on the block
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[VERSE 4: Kool Moe Dee]
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An everlasting omnipresence is my present
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State of being, seeing the unpleasant
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Sight of righteous souls live like peasants
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The mind stunts growth in adolescence
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