Get Off My Block

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Trilogy

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo, we ain't familiar at all, n*gga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall, n*gga
Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
Stop b*tch n*ggas, like you from easily trespassing
Nickel-nine , shine on your eye, then you see fire blastin'
Get off my premises, aye yo, Lord, is you a friend of his?
Mouth him back to John and show this n*gga, just who the winner is
The presence of a small town, I diminish and blemishes
I'ma play ya ass out like a game on my little Sega Genesis
This inappropriate, f*ck 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
f*ck speakinm ain't part of my crew
Face look to brand new, who?
n*ggas ain't even aloud to send my pass through
Can't chill on corner can't go up in my bodega
Chill before I call Dinco to grab the quatro-cinco
We don't give a f*ck right now
We be hi caliber sh*t
Ya'll corny n*ggas must bow
We do unforgivable sh*t
We blow the spot any how, move
Ready for battle cause I'm refusin to lose
I'mma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
Live n*gga sh*t right there
Beware, stand clear
None-a-y'all n*ggas is welcome here

[Chorus]
f*ck is these n*ggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these n*ggas du
Get off my block
Them n*ggas wanna sell there weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these n*ggas off my street corner
Get off my block

[Verse 2: Lord Have Mercy]
Now who the f*ck you beeeeee? Landlord
Cradle la stainless for strangers
Vigilante, trigga stampedes
On the bulletproof hooded crews
That lade this n*gga 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
n*ggaaaaaaa, for ever trapped in danger
Emaciate when I take my razor
Sharp heards that scare herds
n*ggaaaaa, I'm from the wicked city
When chickens twist trees and di*k tease
Breast feed, Betsy's with asthmatic chest wheeze
Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze
Please, bast*rd 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 we in the cut like Ron and Nicole
And still we must bring the ruckus to all you motherf*ckers
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 Allah's children
Dirty-ass Vietnam village
I finish and outsuns
Then fold, like Minister 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 p*ss water

[Chorus]
f*ck is these n*ggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these n*ggas du
Get off my block
Them n*ggas wanna sell there weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these n*ggas off my street corner
Get off my block
f*ck is these n*ggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these n*ggas du
Get off my block
Them n*ggas wanna sell there weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these n*ggas off my street corner
Get off my block
f*ck is these n*ggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these n*ggas du
Get off my block
Them n*ggas wanna sell there weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these n*ggas off my street corner
Get off my block