Freestyle Fellowship - Bullies of the Block lyrics
[Freestyle Fellowship - Bullies of the Block lyrics]
And ya don't stop
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
No more than thirty-thousand words a minute
Why don't you grab a chair and listen up
I'mma about to fill your fucking
Cup to the rim duck, or you'll get struck
With the blunt object
Huh, feels like you got hit
By a Mack truck, huh, punk
Don't you wish that you could
Funk the freak so much
And freak the fuck, huh
I'll let the pump pop if you wanna pop chump
You pop so you end up in my trunk
Wicky, wicky, wicky, wack MC
They'll be no tricky, tricky tricking me
Shut up! Sit back and enjoy
The beat down sucka slap you with my buckle
Your dead homie was a jacker
Knocked him like a boxer
Popping your motherfucking corn
Like Redenbacher
Came to LA fronting like he was a New Yorker
Should've gave it all you got while
You was doing the do
Because now the Fellowship is
Straight moppin' your crew
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
Out of sight, dynamite and I might flow
Beans don't burn in the kitchen
Now who didn't get no undivided
Attention on the grill
Look over the hill seems like
My brother got a lynching
Now who would've thought he be the
One choking from a lim it's because of them
Dreams of my beautiful
Brothers, sister reaching, teaching
Each black seed black be
The devil beneath my foot
Stomp stomp stomp march
Well we're moving on up
To neighboor-tour? we go hut 1 2 3 4
Who da' they huh?
What's the conversation, hut vinyl cuts
Look over the hill again
Well, who do ya see? Who do ya see?
The Ku Klux Klan kill like feeling you's
Go to statues
My hood is the woods of the jungle
When walking through carry a stick or a gun
Cause it's fun to fuck with
People in the night (right)
Murders murmurs fright
Sirens shots scream echo hold my gat tight
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
Every rapper in the house shut the funk up
As a kid I hardly ever played basketball
I never ever sat up in the casting call
I was making the kind of music
That will outlast you all
So I ask you all: why should I pass the ball?
Now you wanna know about the world
I finally see what I saw
Well I hang around downtown at the pool hall
I ain't a nigga named Peter, see
Or a nigga named Paul
But am Aceyalon-e, stoney, homie, yes y'all
Cause, I can break it in, break it out
Break it up
Break it down to a break, we break
I'll break your jaw and you'll fall
If I find you faking
Or gimme a call we can chew the fat
With a buddha sack you done kept heat clip
So what up i'm Aceyalone, I'm Acey-aloha
I'm Aceyalone and never been to
Coney Island styling for ya
I hope nobody don't flip
Over that Fellowship shop shape
Shit that'll rip fool get a grip
I'ma trip and summon up all
My homies to the pit for the whip
'Cause, I'm a Hip-Hop-apotamus must
Bust the dope hit so stay off the dick
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
Be advised they'll come
Running butt naked hysterical in the flames
I am a man and that's all that I am
And overstand and it's all love
And it's my game plan
And spread it throughout the land
The devil while I curse him will be damned
I am black man, I'ma survive
I am black man, I'ma survive
Yesterday I had a fight in a nightclub
But, I had my gat and I bust alive
Ran a man hand them up in the air
And prepare to run for cover
But then I must survive
I hop on the back of the wack stuff 105
I thought about wacky jackie that died
But, I replied rely
That he is a black man, he must survive
I went to the Good Life hip hop got live?
On deck for the Freestyle Fellowship tribe
So pack a tape, he peeled off a five
I got stucky wet 'em up what connived?
He ran of with the tapey and
The money in the jar
But what was wack was what he contrived
He try to bite the wheety
But he didn't eat his Wheaties
Just like the white man getting too greedy
But he be a needy brother
But he must survive
All in my beeswax, can't find the hive
Aceyalone, yes you will survive
Self Jupiter, you must strive
Mtulazaji against the high five
And uhh, DJ Kiilu keeps the party live
My name is Mike I rock it
Right and I will survive
I am black man, I'ma survive
My manager Kedar survive
And my producer Bambawar will survive
And my engineer Rich man will survive
Jump off the tip before you get shot
Freestyle Fellowship, bully of the block
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
No more than thirty-thousand words a minute
Why don't you grab a chair and listen up
I'mma about to fill your fucking
Cup to the rim duck, or you'll get struck
With the blunt object
Huh, feels like you got hit
By a Mack truck, huh, punk
Don't you wish that you could
Funk the freak so much
And freak the fuck, huh
I'll let the pump pop if you wanna pop chump
You pop so you end up in my trunk
Wicky, wicky, wicky, wack MC
They'll be no tricky, tricky tricking me
Shut up! Sit back and enjoy
The beat down sucka slap you with my buckle
Your dead homie was a jacker
Knocked him like a boxer
Popping your motherfucking corn
Like Redenbacher
Came to LA fronting like he was a New Yorker
Should've gave it all you got while
You was doing the do
Because now the Fellowship is
Straight moppin' your crew
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
Out of sight, dynamite and I might flow
Beans don't burn in the kitchen
Now who didn't get no undivided
Attention on the grill
Look over the hill seems like
My brother got a lynching
Now who would've thought he be the
One choking from a lim it's because of them
Dreams of my beautiful
Brothers, sister reaching, teaching
Each black seed black be
The devil beneath my foot
Stomp stomp stomp march
Well we're moving on up
To neighboor-tour? we go hut 1 2 3 4
Who da' they huh?
What's the conversation, hut vinyl cuts
Look over the hill again
Well, who do ya see? Who do ya see?
The Ku Klux Klan kill like feeling you's
Go to statues
My hood is the woods of the jungle
When walking through carry a stick or a gun
Cause it's fun to fuck with
People in the night (right)
Murders murmurs fright
Sirens shots scream echo hold my gat tight
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
Every rapper in the house shut the funk up
As a kid I hardly ever played basketball
I never ever sat up in the casting call
I was making the kind of music
That will outlast you all
So I ask you all: why should I pass the ball?
Now you wanna know about the world
I finally see what I saw
Well I hang around downtown at the pool hall
I ain't a nigga named Peter, see
Or a nigga named Paul
But am Aceyalon-e, stoney, homie, yes y'all
Cause, I can break it in, break it out
Break it up
Break it down to a break, we break
I'll break your jaw and you'll fall
If I find you faking
Or gimme a call we can chew the fat
With a buddha sack you done kept heat clip
So what up i'm Aceyalone, I'm Acey-aloha
I'm Aceyalone and never been to
Coney Island styling for ya
I hope nobody don't flip
Over that Fellowship shop shape
Shit that'll rip fool get a grip
I'ma trip and summon up all
My homies to the pit for the whip
'Cause, I'm a Hip-Hop-apotamus must
Bust the dope hit so stay off the dick
If you give me all you got, try again
If you give me all you got, try again
Be advised they'll come
Running butt naked hysterical in the flames
I am a man and that's all that I am
And overstand and it's all love
And it's my game plan
And spread it throughout the land
The devil while I curse him will be damned
I am black man, I'ma survive
I am black man, I'ma survive
Yesterday I had a fight in a nightclub
But, I had my gat and I bust alive
Ran a man hand them up in the air
And prepare to run for cover
But then I must survive
I hop on the back of the wack stuff 105
I thought about wacky jackie that died
But, I replied rely
That he is a black man, he must survive
I went to the Good Life hip hop got live?
On deck for the Freestyle Fellowship tribe
So pack a tape, he peeled off a five
I got stucky wet 'em up what connived?
He ran of with the tapey and
The money in the jar
But what was wack was what he contrived
He try to bite the wheety
But he didn't eat his Wheaties
Just like the white man getting too greedy
But he be a needy brother
But he must survive
All in my beeswax, can't find the hive
Aceyalone, yes you will survive
Self Jupiter, you must strive
Mtulazaji against the high five
And uhh, DJ Kiilu keeps the party live
My name is Mike I rock it
Right and I will survive
I am black man, I'ma survive
My manager Kedar survive
And my producer Bambawar will survive
And my engineer Rich man will survive
Jump off the tip before you get shot
Freestyle Fellowship, bully of the block