The Block (feat. DJ Morph)

Whooo

Marv you a fool for this one man

Bomb Beach and beyond

Prov

This is for the block

And the kid on the ave

You know who you are

Yo

Y'all don't want bars

You want cars sex and strip clubs

But you ain't gettin that, (Nah)

I'm never spitting that

I spit the raw for the cats that like facts (uhh)

In fact they nod their head

When they hear ya man on the track

You can get ya money back

If you ain't feelin the cut

If it ain't hittin ya gut

You mumblin and you stuck (maan)

Get in ya truck ya string about to get plucked

My rhymes covered in blood

Best you can do is duck

Prov

I'm on the set

Off of the realness I got you stuck

Marv on the beat

And he slapping you like a puck

You can converse all day

Like you was chuck

But yall a bunch a chicken and

All you can do is kluck

Once ya F-150 go off and into the muck (What)

Only God can judge and save, I wish you luck

When ya life is in shambles

You wondering what the what? (uhh)

Only God can save you then I wish you luck

DJ Morph scratches

I'm a multi-talented multi-faceted

From the hood dude

A good dude and usually

I'm in a chill mood

The rhymes, never lewd

The words, never crude

And if you don't agree with my views I don't fued

Just a dude from Bomb Beach

Whose heart has been renewed (yea)

Cause new life is good for my soul

Like fresh food (yea)

Trynna amplify His voice

Whenever in solitude (yea)

But reading and praying on the reg

Takes fortitude (uhh)

I'm thankful that he keeps me

From being the devils muse

Dats why I'm in ya ear right now

Trynna intrude

So this very thing don't come and happen to you

Getting caught off in that car

Confused like you was Hugh

Now ya mugshot on the news

You feelin and lookin blue

Only the divine can brown what you been through

This the kinda music and swag that gets you booed

But I ain't feeling nuffin right now but gratitude (yea ahh)

DJ Morph scratches

I'm like Kerry Washington (uhh)

Causing little fires

But I ain't gone quit on my team (nah)

Urban Meyer

I'm wanna learn and grow always

Like new hires

Bring the gospel to ya hood

Wit heat like blowdyers

Won't stop till they singing praise like mass choirs

Hot like deep fryers

Gospel supplier

When you catch ya boy on the block

Yo

It's three circles

Never hit the stage without that rehearsal

That's how ya set dip

With Jada kissing goodbye or

You smacked by Big Willie wit Jada rollin her eyes. (Uhh)

Surprise, wackness can get you cancelled

Always stay sharp and be ready to give an answer

1 Pete 3:15 (yea)On that I lean (uhh)

The cornerstone of this thing naaaimean

We always sweat the jones cause they grass look greener

Water ya own grass let 'em sweat what you have

For the block!!!!

DJ Morph scratches