BLOCK PARTY - Cj Fly, Kirk Knight

Statik Selektah

Every time I hear a dope bass line

Smell some good weed and charcoal on the grill

Shit just take me back to my childhood, man

Fly!

It’s somethin' 'bout the smell of charcoal burnin'

Most people love us, the love still workin'

Fiends come around and the plugs still serve 'em

All regulars, under cuffs, stay lurkin'

They wanna lock us up, just the thought, so irkin'

Duck, hit the ground if that car start swervin'

The Ds hop out, then we all get nervous

All got trees so they gon' come search us

Everybody doin' what they gotta do

Got a warrant, straight to Ryker’s Island if they spotted you

We ain’t worried 'bout our feuds

More concerned 'bout our food, corn’s on the grill, hot dogs, and the barbecue

Mindin' our own business, everybody vibin'

Got drunk off a nutcracker when I first tried it

All the girls in sundresses 'cause the sun shinin'

Kids are playing in the water from the fire hydrant

I know I won’t be where the cops gon' see

I know my folks said I should stop smoking

Was more concerned about what I’m gon' eat

And gettin' high while at the block party

What my moms gon' think?

I know my clothes stink

Couldn’t hide those scents and my eyes so red

I have Visine but I was not low key

Been reminiscin' 'bout the block party

Dope music, sunshine

This shit remind me of the block party

Grilled foods and fun times

This shit remind me of the block party

The fumes came outside

This shit remind me of the block party

No shootings, just vibes

This shit remind me of the block party

Yo, uh

Summer breeze in my community

Pretty brown wilds keep pullin' me

Old heads show the battle scars through their jewelry

And if you wanna run from the law

When your block got you, then you always got immunity

And shawty smile bright with that sundress, oh yes

She been sense of winnin', type might pull back out my GORE-TEX

Fuck 12, but today, we don’t want no stress

The kids outside, we don’t wanna see no corpses

Barbecue pits mixed with rastaman

And we parking lot pimp with our neighborhood

So we conversate over curry plates

Oxtail stew, chicken if you tryna wait

We settle differences, we all from a common place

DT circlin', tryin' to incarcerate

Don’t matter 'cause it’s home cooked, salt and baked

Got me feeling like it’s gonna be a brighter day

All ah gyal dem a look nice

All the drinks, dem deh pon ice

Won’t a ting mash up our vibe

'Cause everyting blessed when I’m high

All ah gyal dem a look nice

All the drinks, dem deh pon ice

Won’t a ting mash up our vibe

'Cause everyting blessed when I’m high

Dope music, sunshine

This shit remind me of the block party

Grilled foods and fun times

This shit remind me of the block party

The fumes came outside

This shit remind me of the block party

No shootings, just vibes

This shit remind me of the block party