B.L.A.C.K
Black Rob Lyrics

B. L. A. C. K. Are. O. B.
The artist is introducing himself as Black Rob and spelling out his name.

I got a, freaky, freaky, freaky lil flow
The artist is describing his unique flow as being freaky.

Lock the town like Fidel Castro
The artist's influence and control are being compared to that of the former Cuban leader, Fidel Castro.

Went straight to jail, did not pass go
The artist has gone to jail without delay or hesitation, as if he were playing a game of Monopoly.

(Aiyyo Black can we ask you a question?), no
Someone is attempting to ask the artist a question, but he declines to respond.

Now back to live action, dust my shoulders off on this track, I'm just practicing
The artist is getting back into his performance after the interruption, and he's working to perfect his performance.

And I ain't even at my maximum, imagine if I was, this is for the love
The artist believes he has not yet reached his full potential, and he's expressing his passion for the music regardless.

Ladies and gentlemen, kids of all ages, You're about to go on a ride with the wild and outrageous
The artist is addressing his audience and inviting them to enjoy his style of music, which is energetic and unconventional.

So buckle your seatbelts, my heat's felt
The artist is warning listeners that his music is potent and will get them moving.

All in the ghetto, the dominator, Darth Vader creator
The artist sees himself as a powerful force in the ghetto, and he compares himself to the Star Wars villain, Darth Vader.

Officializing, signed and sealed, dot delivered, Minute, if he don't get no bigger
The artist is describing his rise to fame as being official and unstoppable.

We never left, naw, we took a break off, You all tucked in? We about to take off
The artist is assuring his fans that although he took a break from the music scene, he's back and ready to soar to new heights.

Now there's a rumor being spread about me and the team, And a couple wild brothers outta 115
The artist acknowledges rumors circulating about himself and his teammates from 115th Street.

Y'all might not have heard it, some cat got murdered, Now everybody walking around all shady nervous
A murder has occurred, and it has made everyone uneasy and suspicious.

I ain't sweatin that, bout to do a show in San Antonio, (Then what?), then fly back home
The artist isn't concerned about the rumors as he's focused on his upcoming show in San Antonio.

I calls guy on the phone, they had a car at the airport, Somethin with a chick chaffeur, butt naked in the full length fur
The artist arranged for a car service with a female chauffeur dressed in a luxurious fur coat.

It's on and popping, work it baby ain't no stopping
The artist is excited and ready to party, and he's urging everyone to join in.

Bad Boy is in the building, honeys catching feeling
The Bad Boy record label has arrived, and women are starting to take notice of the artists.

Now we rated number one, now, sales through the ceiling
The artist's music is now highly regarded and selling well.

People had faith in Rob, I'm on that and run the point like Jason [Kidd], god
The artist recognizes that people believed in him, and he's determined to run his music career like a basketball team, with him as the leader.

It's one thing to be all hood, I guess its safe to say, (what?), so far so good
The artist acknowledges that it's important to stay true to your roots, and he's satisfied with his success so far.

Downtown we winding down, last call for alcohol
The party is coming to an end, and it's almost time to stop drinking.

Scoop up your girl, You've never seen this before, that's a Bentely Four
The artist is urging listeners to grab their partners and get ready to see something amazing, like a Bentley Four car.

Fresh out the store, this should be against the law
The artist is expressing how impressive the car is, suggesting it should be illegal to have.

Party don't stop, can't stop, won't stop
The party is still going strong, and it won't come to a halt.

Hit the bootlegger, pint of Rock
The artist wants to buy some bootleg liquor or alcohol.

And I'm a get smart through the hollerin, Long as she doin less talkin and more swallowin
The artist is confident he can get ahead by being clever and taking advantage of his opportunities, with a preference for female company.

Now Black is what they hollerin out in the east, How he won't go away like permanent crease
The artist has made a name for himself, and he isn't going away anytime soon.

And this is how I murder the streets, A lotta dudes is mad when I'm just trying to get a bite to eat
The artist views his music as a way of dominating the streets, and he's aware that some people don't like him, even when he's simply trying to eat.

I don't care if yall just two-step to do the hustle, This is New York rapping, bring me some New York muscle
The artist doesn't mind if people dance casually, but he's proud of his New York rap style and wants to see more energy from his audience.

See me in the club, its nothin but love, Love the way I position myself to rise above
The artist feels the love from his fans in the club and appreciates their support, and he's motivated to continue to grow as an artist.

One more time baby
The artist is closing out his performance with one final request for the audience to enjoy themselves.

[Repeat Hook]
The chorus of the song is being repeated to serve as the song's ending.