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Quincy Jones: Back On The Block

Quincy Jones: Back On The Block

(feat. Big Daddy Kane, Ice-T, Kool Moe Dee, Melle Mel)

[all]

Back

Back on the block

Back

Back on the block

Back, on the block, so we can rock

With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop

Back on the block

Back on the block

[VERSE 1: Ice-T]

Ice-T, let me kick my credentials

A young player, bred in South Central

L.A., home of the bodybag

You wanna die, wear the wrong color rag

I used to walk in stores and yell: "Lay down!"

You flinch an inch - AK spray down

But I was lucky cause I never caught the hard time

I was blessed with the skill to bust a dope rhyme

All my homies died or caught the penzo

Lost their diamonds, cops towed their Benzos

Livin that life that we thought was it

Fast lanin, but the car flipped

Im not gonna lie to ya, cause I dont lie

I just kick thick game, some people say: why?

Cause Im back on the block, I got my life back

So I school the fools about the fast track

I get static from the style of my technique

Profanity, the blatant way in which I speak

But the Dude knows the streets aint no kiddie game

You dont know the Dude? Quincys his first name

He told me: "Ice, keep doin what youre doin, man

Dont give a damn if the squares dont understand

You let em tell you what to say and what to write

Your whole careerll be over by tomorrow night

Rap from your heart, and your hearts with the street

Rap on my record, man, Kimiko, send Ice the beat"

The Dude is def no doubt, what can I say?

The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J

[all]

Back

Back on the block

Back

Back on the block

Back, on the block, so we can rock

With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop

Back on the block

Back on the block

[VERSE 2: Melle Mel]

Im back, on the block, on the screen

Im on the wax, Im on the stage, Im on the scene

Im on the case, just like an attorney

The Dude took me on a magic journey

To dance in France, alone in Rome

On the farmlands of Nebraska, the cold of Alaska

The heat of the motherland

To be with my brotherman

On top of a snowcapped mountain Im scoutin

What another man saw in a race of people

To see him give his life for the price of equal

The highest wisdoms, the richest kingdoms

The Song of Songs we heard David sing them

He showed me me when I was young and hung out

He showed me makin love, even showed me strung out

He showed me poppin nines, standin on a rock

But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block

[Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers)]

Stokies just Stokie, mama

(Stokies Stokie)

And one by one each woman he kiss

(He kiss her and she gon fall in love)

Stokies just Stokie, you know?

(Stokies Stokie)

Till someone shows that they care enough

(Aint nothin gonna bother Stokie much)

Some say they cant take it no more

(Comin here, comin here startin stuff)

But Dude is back on duty fo sho

(Back on the block to stay)

They say he aint gonna be with it

(Comin back, comin back to the street)

But Dude he know youll never forget it

(Back on the block to stay)

[VERSE 3: Big Daddy Kane]

Back up and give the brother room

To let poetry bloom to whom

It may concern or consume

As I reminisce before this

The bliss that exist

But now we brought about a twist

Cause I remember of my people bleedin

Put through slavery and killed for bravery

We shoulda got our freedom much sooner

You never seen a blackman on _The Honeymooners_

But now somehow weve learned to earn, to grow, to show

The elevation of a people built is so

Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one

No more livin for just a small fraction

I was once told by the Dude that knowledge is a food

To nourish, so to conclude

This from an Asiatic descendant, Big Daddy is shocked

Yo Q, we back on the block

[all]

Back

Back on the block

Back

Back on the block

Back, on the block, so we can rock

With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop

Back on the block

Back on the block

[VERSE 4: Kool Moe Dee]

An everlasting omnipresence is my present

State of being, seeing the unpleasant

Sight of righteous souls live like peasants

The mind stunts growth in adolescence

My insight enables me to enlight

The weakest of minds, and I put em in flight

As I transcend, a-scend or de-scend

Re-create, re-incarnate and re-send

The powerful spirits of our ancestors

For those that dont know how God blessed us

Because man messed up, the media dressed up

Lies perpetrated as truth, and it left us

Confused, but Ive seen it all before

From Babylon to the Third World War

Im more than a man, Im more like an entity

Back on the block, and this time my identity

Is the Dude

Ba-ba-ba-back on the

Ba-back on

Ba-ba-back on the block

Ba-ba-back on

Ba-ba-back on the block

[Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers)]

Stoki, ke Stoki, mai-bo

(Stoki, Stoki)

Wam babma, wam bambu mandisa

(Wahm bamba wahm bamboo mandisa)

(Stoki ke Stoki, mai-bo)

(Stoki, Stoki)

Wam babma, wam bambu mandisa

(Wahm bamba wahm bamboo mandisa)

Myeke, yeke, yeke, wena

(Khamye, khamyeke wena)

Yo khala, khala, khala, u mama

(Yo khalu mama khe)

Myeke, yeke, yeke, wena

(Khamye, khamyeke, wena)

Yo khala, kha, yok shaya u baba

(Yok shaya u baba khe)

[Rev. Jesse Jackson]

(Now I would - I would contend that ah -

The rappers - rap is here to stay