Get Off My Block Lyrics by Busta Rhymes

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 nigga
    Don't like, go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall nigga
    Straight fallin, when we use to chill up on park benches
    My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences
    Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassing
    Nickel nine shine on your eye then you see fire blastin
    Get off my premises
    Aiyyo Lord is you a friend of his
    Mouth him back to John and show this nigga 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, ha
    This inappropriate
    Fuck is we talkin for when we ain't even associates
    Ass lyrical beatings
    Straight trick or treating
    What ya eatin
    I ain't got no words for you
    Fuck speakinm ain't part of my crew
    Face look to brand new, who?
    Niggas ain't even aloud to send my pass 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 fuck right now
    We be hi caliber shit
    Ya'll corny niggas must bow
    We do unforgivable shit
    We blow the spot any how, move
    Ready for battle cause I'm refusin to lose
    I'ma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
    Live nigga shit right there
    Beware, stand clear
    Many y'all niggaz is welcome here

    [Chorus]
    Fuck is these niggas son
    Get off my block
    Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
    Get off my block
    Them niggas wanna sell there weed here
    Get off my block
    Yo how these unfamiliar corn balls
    Get off my block
    It's one of these niggas off my street corner
    Get off my block

    [Lord Have Mercy]
    Now who the fuck you beeeeee? Landlord
    Cradle la stainless for strangers
    Vigilante, trigga stampedes
    On the bulletproof hooded crews
    That lade this nigga ta hand breath
    Move you off the block
    The unorthodox general
    Flash flood when a crowd
    Patriotic for the intrepid style and wreck more kids than pedophiles
    Niggaaaaaaa, for ever trapped in danger
    Emaciate when I take my razor
    Sharp heards that scare herds
    Niggaaaaa, I'm from the wicked city
    When chickens twist trees and dick tease
    Breast feed, Betsy's with asthmatic chest wheeze
    Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze
    Please, bastard handicap crews that stay soft
    It's mayor, Adolf
    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 motherfuckers
    Automatically, assault 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-ass Vietnam village
    I finish and outsuns
    Then fold, like Mr. Malcolm at the venetian blinds
    By all means necessary I reach for mine and
    lift golden showers from roof tops
    And give orders, rugged pound acre
    Drown violators in buckets of piss water

    [Chorus] - repeat 3X

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