On the Block - Royce 5'9, Oswin Benjamin, DJ Premier

Come to the block and make the papers

Come to the block— (Block—)

Come to the block and make the papers

Kids hustle on the block (The block)

Come to the block and make the papers

My theme is all about making the green (Green)

This style of mine is well-defined

Kids hustle on the block (Okay), The block

We got Preemo on them cuts, we got Pinot in them cups

Contraband in quarter panels, four, five kilos by the struts

Put your faith in mortal man and he shall terrorize your trust

Shots of Everclear, if nothing just to sterilize the Dutch

Sink an entire empire with my placebo methods

Rebuild an entire empire with my tuxedo measurements

I’m the lyrical audio version of Mona Lisa, recorded to tape, though

Mama didn’t give birth to me, she just aborted the golden ratio (Woo)

Look here, y’all should come procreate with a winner

If I should catch a fade with an earthquake I’ll make it a tremor

I’m cold enough to go on a date with the eighth of December

When I’m finished, make the rest of the winter pay for the dinner, nigga

We collect bones where blood is drawn and slugs is blown

Nigga, we catch bodies where drugs is thrown, here for the throne

Look, wifey realer than Lauren London on the corner hustling

Like a Detroit party when «Step in the Name of Love» is on

Come to the block and make the papers

Come to the block— (Block—)

Come to the block and make the papers

Kids hustle on the block (The block)

Come to the block and make the papers

My theme is all about making the green (Green)

This style of mine is well-defined

Kids hustle on the block, uh, okay

Kool-Aid known by colors, boy, we ain’t no flavors (Ain't no flavors)

We relate to Jesus, most my people born in mangers, too

They ain’t know their fathers (Fathers), they were born to strangers (Strangers)

We were raised by VR Troopers (Troopers), Wishbone and Power Rangers (Ayy)

Yeah, we confronted the danger (Ayy), we never did fear the outcome (Naw)

Cap guns turned into revolvers, never leave home without one (Never leave home)

Invested in quarters and Marvel vers' CAPCOM, see my nigga turn Mega Man (Mega

Man)

Since eleven never seen 'em caught without a firearm in his palm,

you would think they connected, woah

We was broke on a mission for the chose

Sold integrity for neck when chickenheads would come approach

Bitches swallow dick and sang on Sunday, oh, but this ain’t vocal

We were suckers though, we tried to make a wife out of them hoes

Stuck in the middle of 30 a time, shepherd been a black sheep

Lowest totem on the pecking order, all the pretty hoes wanted athletes

Bamboozled by the bamboo-wearing bad bitches with the fat cheeks

That made us wait on the same pussy that got ran through like a track meet,

treadmill

Come to the block and make the papers

Come to the block— (Block—)

Come to the block and make the papers

Kids hustle on the block (The block)

Come to the block and make the papers

My theme is all about making the green (Green)

This style of mine is well-defined

Kids hustle on the block (The block)

Young niggas get on they 'Gram and gotta start talkin' all silly and shit

Talkin' 'bout runnin' my city and shit

All this ol' gun hostility shit, artillery shit

All this ol' menacin', killin' me shit

Reminiscin' about prison, ain’t really this shit

But got caught stealin' and shit

Sittin' in a van with killers and shit

Pistol in hand, dumb-dumbs in my lap, ventriloquist shit

I Proof, I Blade and Dilla this shit

I prove I’m great at flippin' this shit

And building this shit, Dan Gilbert-in' shit

Damn shit