Текст песни Back On the Block - Quincy Jones
Back
Back
on
the
block
Back
Back
on
the
block
Back,
on
the
block,
so
we
can
rock
With
the
soul,
rhythm,
blues,
be
bop
and
hip
hop
Back
on
the
block
Back
on
the
block
Ice-T,
let
me
kick
my
credentials
A
young
player,
bred
in
South
Central
L.A.,
home
of
the
body
bag
You
wanna
die,
wear
the
wrong
color
rag
I
used
to
walk
in
stores
and
yell,
"Lay
down"
You
flinch
an
inch
AK
spray
down
But
I
was
lucky
′cause
I
never
caught
the
hard
time
I
was
blessed
with
the
skill
to
bust
a
dope
rhyme
All
my
homies
died
or
caught
the
penzo
Lost
their
diamonds,
cops
towed
their
Benzos
Livin'
that
life
that
we
thought
was
it
Fast
lanin′,
but
the
car
flipped
I'm
not
gonna
lie
to
ya,
'cause
I
don′t
lie
I
just
kick
thick
game,
some
people
say
why?
′Cause
I'm
back
on
the
block,
I
got
my
life
back
So
I
school
the
fools
about
the
fast
track
I
get
static
from
the
style
of
my
technique
Profanity,
the
blatant
way
in
which
I
speak
But
the
Dude
knows
the
streets
ain′t
no
kiddie
game
You
don't
know
the
Dude?
Quincy′s
his
first
name
He
told
me,
Ice,
keep
doin'
what
you′re
doin',
man
Don't
give
a
damn
if
the
squares
don′t
understand
You
let
′em
tell
you
what
to
say
and
what
to
write
Your
whole
career'll
be
over
by
tomorrow
night
Rap
from
your
heart,
and
your
heart′s
with
the
street
Rap
on
my
record,
man,
Kimiko,
send
Ice
the
beat
The
Dude
is
def
no
doubt,
what
can
I
say?
The
man
can
roll
with
Ice-T
or
Michael
J
Back
Back
on
the
block
Back
Back
on
the
block
Back,
on
the
block,
so
we
can
rock
With
the
soul,
rhythm,
blues,
be
bop
and
hip
hop
Back
on
the
block
Back
on
the
block
I'm
back,
on
the
block,
on
the
screen
I′m
on
the
wax,
I'm
on
the
stage,
I′m
on
the
scene
I'm
on
the
case,
just
like
an
attorney
The
Dude
took
me
on
a
magic
journey
To
dance
in
France,
alone
in
Rome
On
the
farmlands
of
Nebraska,
the
cold
of
Alaska
The
heat
of
the
motherland
to
be
with
my
brother
man
On
top
of
a
snowcapped
mountain
I'm
scoutin′
What
another
man
saw
in
a
race
of
people
To
see
him
give
his
life
for
the
price
of
equal
The
highest
wisdoms,
the
richest
kingdoms
The
song
of
songs
we
heard
David
sing
them
He
showed
me
me
when
I
was
young
and
hung
out
He
showed
me
makin′
love,
even
showed
me
strung
out
He
showed
me
poppin'
nines,
standin′
on
a
rock
But
tears
came
to
my
eyes
when
he
showed
me
my
block
Ba-ba-back
on
the
Ba-back
on
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Ba-ba-back
on
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Stokie's
just
Stokie,
mama
(Stokie′s
Stokie)
And
one
by
one
each
woman
he
kiss
(He
kiss
her
and
she
gon'
fall
in
love)
Stokie′s
just
Stokie,
you
know?
(Stokie's
Stokie)
Till
someone
shows
that
they
care
enough
(Ain't
nothin′
gonna
bother
Stokie
much)
Some
say
they
can′t
take
it
no
more
(Comin'
here,
comin′
here
startin'
stuff)
But
Dude
is
back
on
duty
fo′
sho'
(Back
on
the
block
to
stay)
They
say
he
ain′t
gonna
be
with
it
(Comin'
back,
comin'
back
to
the
street)
But
Dude
he
know
you′ll
never
forget
it
(Back
on
the
block
to
stay)
Back
up
and
give
the
brother
room
To
let
poetry
bloom
to
whom
it
may
concern
or
consume
As
I
reminisce
before
this
the
bliss
that
exist
But
now
we
brought
about
a
twist
′Cause
I
remember
reading
of
my
people
bleedin'
Put
through
slavery
and
killed
for
bravery
We
shoulda
got
our
freedom
much
sooner
You
never
seen
a
Blackman
on
The
Honeymooners
But
now
somehow
we′ve
learned
to
earn,
to
grow,
to
show
The
elevation
of
a
people
built
is
so
Jesse
Jackson,
Miss
America
a
black
one
No
more
livin'
for
just
a
small
fraction
I
was
once
told
by
the
Dude
that
knowledge
is
a
food
To
nourish,
so
to
conclude
This
from
an
Asiatic
descendant,
Big
Daddy
is
shocked
Yo
Q,
we
back
on
the
block
Back
Back
on
the
block
Back
Back
on
the
block
Back,
on
the
block,
so
we
can
rock
With
the
soul,
rhythm,
blues,
be
bop
and
hip
hop
Back
on
the
block
Back
on
the
block
An
everlasting
omnipresence
is
my
present
State
of
being,
seeing
the
unpleasant
Sight
of
righteous
souls
live
like
peasants
The
mind
stunts
growth
in
adolescence
My
insight
enables
me
to
enlight
The
weakest
of
minds,
and
I
put
′em
in
flight
As
I
transcend,
a-scend
or
de-scend
Re-create,
re-incarnate
and
re-send
The
powerful
spirits
of
our
ancestors
For
those
that
don't
know
how
God
blessed
us
Because
man
messed
up,
the
media
dressed
up
Lies
perpetrated
as
truth,
and
it
left
us
Confused,
but
I′ve
seen
it
all
before
From
Babylon
to
the
Third
World
War
I'm
more
than
a
man,
I'm
more
like
an
entity
Back
on
the
block,
and
this
time
my
identity
is
the
Dude
Ba-ba-back
on
the
Ba-back
on
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Ba-ba-back
on
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Stoki,
ke
Stoki,
mai-bo
(Stoki,
Stoki)
Wam
babma,
wam
bamb′u
mandisa
(Wahm
bamba
wahm
bamboo
mandisa)
Stoki,
ke
Stoki,
mai-bo
(Stoki,
Stoki)
Wam
babma,
wam
bamb′u
mandisa
(Wahm
bamba
wahm
bamboo
mandisa)
M'yeke,
yeke,
yeke,
wena
(Kha′mye,
kha'myeke
wena)
Yo
khala,
khala,
khala,
u
mama
(Yo
khal′u
mama
khe)
M'yeke,
yeke,
yeke,
wena
(Kha′mye,
kha'myeke,
wena)
Yo
khala,
kha,
'yok
′shaya
u
baba
(Yok
shaya
u
baba
khe)
Back
on
the
block
Ba-ba-back
on
the
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Ba-ba-back
on
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Ba-ba-back
on
the
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Ba-ba-back
on
the
block
Now
I
would,
I
would
contend
that
ah
The
rappers
rap
is
here
to
stay
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1 Jazz Corner Of The Word
2 Prelude To The Garden
3 I Don't Go for That
4 The Verb to Be
5 Back On the Block
6 One Man Woman
7 Prologue (2 Q's Rap)
8 Birdland
9 I'll Be Good to You
10 Wee B. Dooinit
11 The Places You Find Love
12 Tomorrow (A Better You, Better Me)
13 Setembro
14 The Secret Garden (Sweet Seduction Suite)
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