Hold Down The Block Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

I gotta hold down the block, when the block is hot 

I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation 

I gotta hold down the block, when the block is hot 

I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation 

Yea, Feds feast on street dons, look at their teeth showin' 

Salivatin' at the mouth, South to East Orange 

Keep pourin' that liquor, but nigga don't sleep on it 

You'll be givin' up your Jesus piece to your peeps to pawn it 

For legal fees in the penal dorm 

Screamin' on the horn with 'bout thirty years on your conscience 

I'm watchin' brothers disappear, it's appallin' 

Some dudes had just only a year of ballin' 

Counter-intelligence found a strange evidence 

Still we behind the wheel with heat on us, hangin' with predicates 

Position we placed in caves in, so they got us caged in 

Waves spinnin' like Mike Bivens from New Edition aging 

I got families I'm feeding cause my mans is bleeding 

Every five seconds look in all directions 

I come through prepared; I give 'em a call 

"I'm close, bring them guns downstairs" 

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Uh, uh, it's beef week, Monday, murder 

Two niggas dead, Tuesday 

Wednesday and Thursday is hearse-day 

Friday, somebody-gotta-die-day 

Saturday, put the gat away 

Chillin' wit your chick and a bag of haze 

Wonderin' how it's all gon' end and what type of way 

Cause Sunday back to gunplay 

Mo' shit start over nothin' 

And get finished quick cause the art of repercussion 

Yeah, I seen it, a G' going out indecent 

Takin' a plea agreement, thinkin' he secret 

Escape the crime scene, now you live straight like 9: 15 

Then one-time intervene 

My man ain't like me sayin' I don't care if I die 

But the SIG Sauer on me now I'm scared to die 

You thinkin' the one I send to clap you be a shorty 

But he old school, holdin' a .38, he in his forties 

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Anytime brothers can't get jobs, then they rob 

A man rather die than live on his knees and starve 

Cops steady askin' your man what happened 

First he tell then he stop, like he not really rattin' 

Guess he not really in that casket from a sawed-off 

Listen, peep game from the brain of an all-star 

The rain hurt niggas bones who been shot 

Metal pins in their leg, they walk with a limp-hop 

The streets lie, so you better be cautious 

Your man'll fry you plus, everybody talkin' 

A vet, a General, don't step where I walked in 

Make your own path, be a legend in your skin 

Make your own cash, don't stress what I'm flossin' 

Don't expect more when you put in less work than all them 

Queensbridge projects has taught him, and that's for life 

You heard me right, I got the block 

When the block is hot 

I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation 

I gotta hold down the block, when the block is hot 

I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation 

I gotta hold down the block, when the block is hot 

I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation 

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