Cue pop the beat with the heat of the motherlandBack on the blockBack on the blockIce T, let me kick my credentialsYoung players wearing South CentralL.A., home of the body bagWhen I died wearing the wrong color redI used to walk in stores and yell lay downGood pinch of inch, 8K spray downBut I left because I never fought the hard timeI left with the skill, it wasn't over mineAll my homies died and caught the penzoLocked the diamonds, I was told to be so goodThat life that we thought was itFast landing, but the car flippedI'm not gonna lie to you cause I don't lieI just kick big games, some people say whyCause I'm back in the block, I got my life backSo I school the fools, I'm the fast trackI get static from the sound of my second kneeVanity, the blade way away to speakBut we do know the streets ain't no kiddie gameYou don't know the dude, Quincy's first nameI'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the manYou want me ice, keep doing what you're doing, manDon't get a damn if the square don't understandYou let them tell you what to say and what to writeYour whole career will be over by tomorrow nightBack to your heart, do your hearts with the streetOn my record, man, come here, don't send ice to meGot me back, what can I say?Make it go with ice to your microjetBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockI'm back on the block, on the streetI'm on the wax, I'm on the stage, I'm on the sceneI'm on the case just like an attorneyThe dude to be on a magic journeyThe dance of France, I don't enroll moreThe farm man's in Nebraska, the coke of AlaskaThe heat of the motherland, the view of my brother manOn top of a snow-capped mountain, a scoutBut what another man saw in a race of peopleThe sea of dinner's life, what the price of peopleThe highest quiz, the highest prize, the highest prizeThe richest kingdom, the song, the song we heard David singHe showed me me when I was young and hung outHe showed me making love, he showed me strung outHe showed me popping lines, standing on the rockBut tears came to my eyes when he showed me my blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockBack up and give the brother room to let poetry bloom to homeIt may concern or consumeIt's our reminisce before this bliss that existsBut now we brought about the twistCause I remember reading of my people bleedingPut through slavery and killed for braveryWe should have got our freedom much soonerYou never seen a black man on the honeymoonersBut now somehow we've learned to earn to show the showThe elevation of our people built this soJeffy Jackson is America, a black oneThe more liver for justice, more fractionI was once told by the students that I'm not a black manTheir knowledge is a fool, they're nervous, so took the clueThis woman ain't that dissident, big dad, he's shockedLook you back on the block, back on the blockBack on the blockBack on the block, back on the blockBack on the block, back on the blockBack, back on the blockAn everlasting omnipresence is my presenceState of being seen, the unpleasantSight of right soul, live like peasantsThe mind stops growth in adolescenceMind sight enables me to enlightenThe weakest of minds are not put in flightAs I transcend the ace and the decentRecreate, reincarnate and resetThe powerful spirit of our ancestorsFor those that don't know how God blessed usBecause man messed up, the media dressed upLies portrayed the truth and it left us confusedBut I see it all beforeFrom Babylon to the third world warI'm a man of truthI'm more than a manI'm more like an entityBack on the blockIn the time of my identityBroke is the story, you knowYou come on shows that they care enoughSome say they can't take it no moreBut who is that gonna do it for sure?They say he ain't gonna be realBut do you know I'll never forgetBroke is just talking my maAnd when my word isィt's all I'm gonna sayAwwa Fange of NaniWassay sowet ownJune 16, 1976Baki ni kint answer nguKlululagoBaki ni kint answer nguSeysilele AzaniaSo w calmingThis is our landThis is our landChika yeBack on the block, back on the block, back on the block, back, back, back on the block,back, back on the block, back, back, back on the block, back, back on the blockWe'll be right back.We'll be right back.