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[Intro: Godemis] You know the block stays hot sweating on it whether or not you’ve got Supportive local neighbourhood watch Where the kids shank cops Figuring it’s part of the plot, it’s gotta be because the shit don’t stop [Verse 1: Godemis] Where they blast on SWAT kicking in them doors ,locked It’s not funny Stealing everything from clothes to rent money And it’s sunny as hell People are broken, no, it doesn’t take a dummy to tell It was a motherfucking cluck who needed something to sell And made his getaway before the cops could jump him in jail Oh well, you dummy up like you hadn’t heard it before- At 3 O’clock in the morning you shouldn’t open your door What the fuck did you think a peep-hole was for? ‘Round this motherfucker it’s jeepers-creepers galore ‘cus it could be who you didn’t peep at the store Who follows you to your building Memorising your floors And knowing your hours: 4 to 10 But on Saturday you get off at 8 And you normally drink the night away Hoping for a brighter day but Sunday’s fucked Plus you couldn’t have seen it coming judging Monday’s luck No bucks to pay coppers to bust So intuition’s a must Concealed carries all logic to us But killer Carrie’s not logic enough, she caught a stray And was just about to graduate from the police academy [Chorus 1: Godemis] The block stays hot sweating on it whether or not you’ve got Supportive local neighbourhood watch Where the kids shank cops Figuring it’s part of the plot, it’s gotta be because the shit don’t stop [Verse 2: Ubiquitous] Where they blast on SWAT come criminals splash on cops Come and get it now, the last one in a rotten egg Glass smashed til’ I’m jostled awake I’m acting like I’m not awake still laughing the thought away When I hear this dude say: “I got cracked in my noggin Hey, could you please open the door? My head’s open and sore, I live on the third floor I’ve been robbed and attacked, I’m bleeding my skull’s probably cracked My keys, wallet and cash” I let him in then told him I’d call the cops He told me he had a problem with cash and then called it off With his shirt stained, blood on his face I searched over his wounds At the same time searching for something to say He read the bad news in my eyes, felt the uncomfortable vibe The paramedics arrived The stairs, covered in crimes Oh what a time! No joking the other day Some dude hit a different neighbour with gas and he cut her face Some people heard the screams came down to investigate He bust a couple rounds off burnt out and escaped And it happens from day to day It ain’t scary to me, shit 8 out of 10 people I see are carrying weed These nefarious thieves are put around me and prepare me to see society So save your charity please Red and blue lights, sirens - a hilarious scene I’ve been sleeping through night violence coming and sharing a dream [Chorus 2: Ubiquitous] You see the block stays hot sweating on it whether or not you’ve got Supportive local neighbourhood watch Where the kids shank cops Figuring it’s part of the plot, it’s gotta be because the shit don’t stop [Verse 3: Joe Good] Can we get a moment of silence for gunshots and violence For all the soldiers whose fallen for all the families whose crying? Peace to Mac Dre, Peace to Fat tone And while we’re saying peace we need some back home KC Streets? Crazy like it’s the 80’s And the block is feeling something like hades, I mean it’s hot In this spot Hell is boiling over, smell the aroma Crack pot filled up with bad cops and lots of dough That’s where the war is on 400 years and strong A trail of tears from here to the crib they brought us from And it’s still all the same and haul us off in chains Slaves made to be pawns in what they call the game Watching close ‘cus the folks are getting greedier They blaming rap and attacking us in the media, like we to blame But you and I know this ain’t the case, up in this booth Yo, I never feel a safer place [Outro] You know the block stays hot sweating on it whether or not you’ve got Supportive local neighbourhood watch Where the kids shank cops Figuring it’s part of the plot, it’s gotta be because the shit don’t stop A kid with the blast on SWAT Cesphiles. 168 murders. 1 year Rest in peace Rawgizzle. What the deal yo? The block hot
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