Oowa oowa oowaOowa lele oowaOowa oowa oowaOowa lele oowaOowa lele oowaOowa lele oowaOowa lele oowaOowa lele oowaOowa lele oowaIce-T, let me kick my conventionA young player bred in South CentralLA, home of the body bagYou wanna die, wear the wrong color ragI used to walk in stores and yell lay downYou blink your inch, 8k spray downBut I was lucky cause I never caught the hard timeI was lucky for skillPlus the dope lineAll my homies died, I caught the pencilLost the diamonds, cops told the benzosLiving that life that we thought was itFast planning, but the car flippedI'm not gonna lie to you cause I don't lieI just kick thick gamesSome people say why, cause I'm back in the blackI got my life back, so I school the foolsAbout the fast trackI get stacked on the style of my techniqueProfanity, the bloody way black speakBut the dude knows the streets ain't no kiddie gameYou don't know the dude, Quincy's his first nameHe told me Ice, keep doing what you're doing manDon't give a damn if the squares don't ever standYou let him tell you what to say and what to writeYour whole career will be over by tomorrow nightRap on your heart, and your heart's with the streetRap on my record man, come here go send Ice the beatThe dude is deaf in the back, what can I sayThe man can roll with Ice to your mic checkBack, back on the blockBack, back on the blockBack, back on the blockBack on the blockBack on the blockSo we can rock it with the soul, rhythm and bluesHit on the hip hop, back on the blockBack on the blockI'm back on the blockOn the screen, I'm on the waxI'm on the stage, I'm on the sceneI'm on the kids just like an attorneyThe dude told me on a magic journeyTo dance in France alone and roll moreOn a farm near to Nebraska, Dakota, AlaskaTo heat in the motherlandTo view my brother band on top of a snow-capped mountainI'm scouting what another man's sayingTo the soul and the race of peopleTo see him give his life for the rights of peopleThe highest wisdoms, the richest kingdomsThe song of songs we heard David sing themHe showed me me when I was young and hung outHe showed me making love, he showed me strung outHe showed me pumping lines, standing on the rockBut tears came to my eyesAnd he showed me my blockHope is the talk in my mouthHope is the talk in my mouthHope is the talk in my mouthAnd one by one, he's one of themHe can't surrender, she's gonna fall in loveHope is the talk in my mouthHope is the talk in my mouthAnd still someone knows that they careAnd he doesn't wanna talk no moreSome say they can't take it no moreCome again, come again, stop itBut who did not come to live for the loveBack on the block to the clubOh baby, he ain't gonna be wellComing back, coming back to the streetDude, he know you're not that badYou'll never forgetBack on the block to stayBack up and get the brother on the leftPoetry blown to homeIt may concern or consumeAs I reminisce before this, the blimp that existsBut now we brought about a twistCause I remember reason of my people bleedingPut through slavery and killed for braveryWe should have got our freedom much soonerYou never seen a black man or the honeymoonersBut now somehow we've learned to earn the growth to showThe elevation of our people's livesI built this songJesse Jackson this America a black oneNo more living for just a small fractionI was once told by the dude that knowledge is a foodTo nourish, so took the clueThis from an Asiatic descendantBig daddy is shockedLook here we back on the blockBack, back on the blockBack, back on the blockBack, back on the blockBack on the blockSo we can rock it with the soulThe rhythm, the blues, the beat, the hip hopBack on the blockBack on the blockAn everlasting arctic presence is my presentState of being seeing the unpleasantSight of righteous souls live like heavenThe mind starts growth in adolescenceMind sight enables me to enlightenThe weakest of minds and I put them in flightAs I transcend an ace and a descentRecreate, reincarnate and resetThe powerful spirit of our ancestorsFor those that don't know how God blessed usBecause man messed up the media festerLies perpetrated the truth and it left usThe power of the spirit of our ancestorsDoesn't confuse but I've seen it all beforeFrom Babylon to the third world warI'm more than a manI'm more like an entityBack on the block in the time my identity could doMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicUwa Uwo Uwa, Uwaлеle Oax