| I think about the block keep it close like treasure
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| Keep it packed away where no one come in to
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| Got pulled out of the mix like forever and ever
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| I thought you told me how you felt about it in your letter
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| But that is all behind me like Georgio Armani
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| I’m sipping campari feed my dog salami
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| Never gave nobody up, I did my time I didn’t bitch
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| Since I been back I heard you switched
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| But I’m back on the block and the air tastes sweeter
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| Yeah I’m back on the block and I barely believe ya
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| Yeah I’m back on the block and the air tastes sweeter
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| Yeah I’m back on the block
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| I remember the block and how it all began
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| You was a ramblin' man with a shake in your hand
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| Now, when they ran up fisty cuts in the plan
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| One who does it, who you was
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| So you dropped it on the cousin and you blamed it on me
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| He said nothing to the man but he said something to me
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| One, two, three but still I gave him the fifth
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| But since I’ve been back I heard you switched
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| And she keeps goin' on and on about it, hmm hmm
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| And he keeps goin' on and on and on about it
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| And Drunk Eddie from the store, he keeps goin' on and on about it
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| He keeps goin' on and on about it |