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Block Work (feat. Josh Marks)
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Block Work (feat. Josh Marks) was released on August 12, 2025 by Black Cactus as a part of the album Seven Days
August 12, 2025
LabelBlack Cactus
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Peddle presser I could
Bet my life that
They ain't catching up
I never let up catch
A **** lacking watch
Your back or some
I notice um never mind
It's shadows I'm just paranoid
The days to rage
And the nights
Are what I can't avoid
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Can't lay head my down
Cause a crown don't wedge
I had an ounce of
The best and smoked
Now I'm impressed
With all the rhymes
In my pen and
All the times I done bled
I'm fighting crime in my head
It's Gotham baby options
Lately less than what
I'm needing now
I dream in clouds relying
On my wings I
Never touched the ground
The moon is at its highest
When I'm howling and
I don the cowl
Think my fate is violent
I provide them with a bloody smile
Walk a mile in these kicks
You'll give up for
You see the end
I ain't shaking hands
I rather severe all
These snakes heads
Know the days blend
I'm just praying that
They make sense
Inshallah please just know
That Josh finna
Stay blessed yes
When the tides don't
Rise and the rainfall flies
And outside just silence
We gon' be alright
Got my eyes peeled wide
Ain't no way I'm hidin
When the tides don't rise
And the rainfall flies
And outside just silence
We going to be alright
Got my eyes peeled wide
Ain't no way I'm hidin
Yo God bless me
When I let this clip off
I know I'm from another
Planet when I start to lift off
Place your bets I'm hitting
Over scoring on the kickoff
I got some inside sources
I'm bout to get this tip off
It's the beach baby
Don't get washed up
Monsters lurkin' in the shallow
Better swim with caution
Get your body boarding
Flipping shit like Eric Koston
I'm a roll it
I'm a smoke it,
I'm a get Rasta
Are you satisfied
This your exodus
God Damn it
Got an exit plan
Do you know
Your way got damn it
We going to son you
We gone tell you
How it really fucking is
Word to fuck you
We gone sell it how it is
We on to something
We off and running
Guns blazing on a hundred
Photo finish for the stunting
Need a bonus
I'm a send it to the place
Where no one enters
Only chambers on the set
Feel like Wu
Feel like Drew when
I'm gone up on the shit
If I die when I die
You gone hear a bunch of shit
Believe half but know none
I was great with
All this shit
I'm a staple for my clique
I'm the voice for all of em
Child rebel soldier
Fashion man
Dodgers on the fit
With the green up
On my brim
I'm a say it with a grin
Gold teeth hold these
While I'm standing
on it yeah
When the tides don't
Rise and the rainfall flies
And outside just silence
We gon' be alright
Got my eyes peeled wide
Ain't no way I'm hidin
When the tides don't rise
And the rainfall flies
And outside just silence
We going to be alright
Got my eyes peeled wide
Ain't no way I'm hidin
Written by: Daniel Perez, Eduardo Luis Pineda, Josh Marks
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