Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Welcome To D-Block, artist - Jadakiss. Album song Kiss Of Death, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ruff Ryders
Song language: English
Welcome To D-Block |
Welcome to D-Block, the city of broke down dreams |
Where things ain’t always peachy keen as they seem |
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers |
Panhandlers, hustlers and doped out fiends |
The sun don’t shine here, in this part of town |
But we all got a town that’s similar to this too |
Say every city’s got a ghetto, every ghetto’s got a hood |
Take a good look around you cause there’s a D-Block near you |
Place where ain’t nobody that proud, it’s a fucking black cloud |
That got people under the impression they can act wild |
Working around though, cause if you can pull a trigger on the pound yo |
5 minutes flat, the whole town know |
Lotta assuming in niggas' salary |
More lies than truth definitely more rumors than reality |
Only way you beating a body is technicality |
Other than that catch 'em in Clinton on the gallery |
The determination and dedication and discipline |
Listening and catching the jewels that you was missing |
And they still doing coward shit |
You know the hate is gonna always be heavy but the love overpowers it |
Something in the air but the older they get |
They kill you quicker over a girl than over a brick |
We don’t play with the lizards, we make phrases up and say 'em exquisite |
Anytime you can pay us a visit |
Welcome to D-Block, the city of broke down dreams |
Where things ain’t always peachy keen as they seem |
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers |
Panhandlers, hustlers and doped out fiends |
The sun don’t shine here, in this part of town |
But we all got a town that’s similar to this too |
Say every city’s got a ghetto, every ghetto’s got a hood |
Take a good look around you cause there’s a D-Block near you |
Welcome to D-Block, the mighty mighty D-Block |
The place in New York City where Diddy won’t even walk |
Its D-Block, the part of Yonkers I wouldn’t be caught |
Without two pistols on me that’ll be cocked in each pocket |
D-Block don’t even stop to talk, you just keep walking |
Stick up kids every block who watch for every opportunity |
As soon as you leave out that jewelry shop |
And you won’t even notice your mind will be so |
Preoccupied with that new watch you just copped |
You won’t even see that ride pulling up alongside you |
You’ll be shot 'fore you even realize you were spied on for three blocks |
D-Block the place where O.G.'s get knocked, locked up |
Get out come home for a week and get re-knocked |
You won’t even see cops, hip-hop police don’t even stop |
On D-Block, where everybody wants to be 'Pac |
And you can get popped over the new G-Unit Reeboks |
Welcome to D-Block, the city of broke down dreams |
Where things ain’t always peachy keen as they seem |
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers |
Panhandlers, hustlers and doped out fiends |
The sun don’t shine here, in this part of town |
But we all got a town that’s similar to this too |
Say every city’s got a ghetto, every ghetto’s got a hood |
Take a good look around you cause there’s a D-Block near you |
If you bust and your gun got niggas on the run |
And you rep where you from nigga you D-Block |
And you trying to come up and your pockets is light as a cup |
And don’t give a fuck, you D-Block |
Aiyo bang bang nigga, let’s get it on |
Always been a monster, but its worse now that my son’s been born |
And every nigga where I be, I put in work for free |
It’s D-Block mothafucka, hey yo grab this P |
Welcome to D-Block, a place where little niggas is killas |
And the mother’s raising the sons to turn into gorillas |
And the hallways is pissy as hell, all we do is get bigger |
More ignorant, you send us to jail |
My niggas shoot anything that’ll move |
Sell drugs, from the rise to the sun to the fall of the moon |
I’d die the way I stand with my man if I can when the shells come |
This is D Block, ya’ll welcome |
Welcome to D-Block, the city of broke down dreams |
Where things ain’t always peachy keen as they seem |
City of dope dealers, killers, pimps, pushers |
Panhandlers, hustlers and doped out fiends |
The sun don’t shine here, in this part of town |
But we all got a town that’s similar to this too |
Say every city’s got a ghetto, every ghetto’s got a hood |
Take a good look around you cause there’s a D-Block near you |