Get Off My Block
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy

A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall, nigga
Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
Stop bitch niggas, like you from easily trespassing
Nickel-nine, shine on your eye, then you see fire blastin'
Get off my premises, aye yo, Lord, is you a friend of his?
Mouth him back to John and show this nigga, just who the winner is
The presence of a small town, I diminish and blemishes
I'm'a play yo' ass out like a game on my little Sega Genesis, ha
This inappropriate, fuck is we talkin' for when we ain't even associates?
Ass lyrical beatings, straight trick or treating
What ya eatin
I ain't got no words for you
Fuck speakin, ain't part of my crew
Face look too brand new, who?
Niggas ain't even aloud to send my pass through
Can't chill on my corner, can't go up in my Bodega
Chill before I call Dinco to grab the quatro-cinco
We don't give a fuck right now
We be hi caliber shit
Ya'll corny niggas must bow
We do unforgivable shit
We blow the spot any how, move
Ready for battle cause I'm refusin to lose
I'mma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
Live nigga shit right there
Beware, stand clear
None-a-y'all niggas is welcome here

Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these niggas off my street corner
Get off my block

Now who the fuck you beeeeee? Landlord
Cradle a stainless for strangers
Vigilante, trigga stampedes
On the bulletproof hooded crews
That laid this nigga that can't breath
Move you off the block
The unorthodox general
Flash flood when a crowd
Patrol jakes for the intrepid style and wreck more kids than pedophiles
Niggaaaaaaa, for ever trapped in danger
Emaciate when I take my razor
Sharp words that scare herds
Niggaaaaa, I'm from the wicked city
When chickens twist trees and dick tease
Breast feed, Betsy's with asthmatic chest wheeze
Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze
Please, bastard handicap crews that stay soft
It's mayor, Adolf
School your army, ya squad weak
Remove four camps when I say
Pumpin arms like nor plants
I conquer and hold
Home sweet home down with monster control
Still they in the cut like Ron and Nicole
And still we must bring the ruckus to all you motherfuckers
Automatically, assault and battery
We battle thieves that get tragically slap to sleep to relax the beef
Collapse like weak cancerous lungs
Scatter, we numb
Blind feelin nap with jarred villain that alarm buildings
Con scrimmage, woke up Allah's children
Dirty-ass Vietnam village
I finish and outsuns
Then fold, like Minister Malcolm at the venetian blinds
By all means necessary I reach for mine and
Lift golden showers from roof tops
And give orders, rugged pound acre
Drown violators in buckets of piss water

Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these niggas off my street corner
Get off my block

Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block
Let's run these niggas off my street corner
Get off my block

Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
Get off my block
Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my block




Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block

Overall Meaning

The song "Get Off My Block" by Busta Rhymes is a rap song that expresses his territorial nature and desire to keep his block free from unfamiliar and potential trespassers. In the lyrics, Busta Rhymes warns his listeners to get off his block, stating that they are not welcome and will not be tolerated on his premises. He emphasizes his no-nonsense stance by indicating that he is ready for battle and will beat anyone who tries to cross him. Busta Rhymes uses phrases such as "I'm'a play yo' ass out like a game on my little Sega Genesis" to convey his dominance and lack of respect for those who seek to challenge him.


The message of the song is clear: Busta Rhymes is protective of his territory and does not take kindly to outsiders. He is willing to use force to defend his block from anyone who dares to cross him. The lyrics are aggressive and intimidating, highlighting the rapper's determination to maintain control over his environment. They also suggest a level of paranoia and distrust, reflecting the realities of living in an inner-city environment.


Line by Line Meaning

Just get off my block
I don't know you, so leave my territory


A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
I don't know you, so don't come around here


Don't like it? Go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall, nigga
If you have a problem, let's fight it out like men


Straight fallin', when we use to chill up on park benches
We used to hang out and relax, but now things have changed


My twenty block radius, think we need some barb wire fences
I need to protect my territory from unwanted visitors


Stop bitch niggas, like you from easily trespassing
I won't allow anyone to enter my block uninvited


Nickel-nine, shine on your eye, then you see fire blastin'
I'm not afraid to use my gun to defend my block


Get off my premises, aye yo, Lord, is you a friend of his?
Leave my territory, and don't bring any friends with you


Mouth him back to John and show this nigga, just who the winner is
Tell his friends that I won the fight


The presence of a small town, I diminish and blemishes
I'm the king of my block, and everyone else is beneath me


I'm'a play yo' ass out like a game on my little Sega Genesis, ha
I'm going to embarrass you in front of everyone


This inappropriate, fuck is we talkin' for when we ain't even associates?
Why are we even talking when we don't know each other?


Ass lyrical beatings, straight trick or treating
I'm going to humiliate you with my rap skills


What ya eatin
What's up with you? What do you want?


I ain't got no words for you
I have nothing to say to you


Fuck speakin, ain't part of my crew
I don't waste my time talking to strangers


Face look too brand new, who?
You look like an outsider, who are you?


Niggas ain't even aloud to send my pass through
No one is allowed to enter my territory without my permission


Can't chill on my corner, can't go up in my Bodega
You are not welcome on my block or in my store


Chill before I call Dinco to grab the quatro-cinco
If you don't leave, I'll call my friend Dinco to use his gun


We don't give a fuck right now
We don't care about anything at this moment


We be hi caliber shit
We are the best around


Ya'll corny niggas must bow
You're all losers, bow down to us


We do unforgivable shit
We do things that others won't forgive or forget


We blow the spot any how, move
We are going to make a scene and everyone needs to leave


Ready for battle cause I'm refusin to lose
I'm ready to fight and I won't back down


I'mma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
I don't need an audience to beat you up


Live nigga shit right there
This is how real men handle their business


Beware, stand clear
Be careful, stay away from us


None-a-y'all niggas is welcome here
No one is allowed on my block


Fuck is these niggas son
Who the hell are these guys?


Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
I don't know any of these guys


Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
These guys want to sell drugs on my block


Yo who these unfamiliar corn balls
Who are these unknown losers?


Let's run these niggas off my street corner
Let's chase these guys away from my block


Now who the fuck you beeeeee? Landlord
Who do you think you are? I'm the king of this block


Cradle a stainless for strangers
I have a gun to protect myself from anyone who tries to invade my territory


Vigilante, trigga stampedes
I'm always ready to defend my block, and I'll use force if necessary


On the bulletproof hooded crews
I'm not afraid of anyone, even those who try to intimidate me with their clothes or weapons


That laid this nigga that can't breath
I know how to handle people who don't belong on my block


Move you off the block
Get off my block


The unorthodox general
I'm not like other leaders, I do things my own way


Flash flood when a crowd
I'm not afraid to take on many opponents at once


Patrol jakes for the intrepid style and wreck more kids than pedophiles
I'm always on the lookout for troublemakers, and I'm not afraid to hurt them


Niggaaaaaaa, for ever trapped in danger
I'm always in danger, but I'm not afraid of it


Emaciate when I take my razor
I'm not afraid to fight dirty if necessary


Sharp words that scare herds
My words are powerful and can intimidate others


Niggaaaaa, I'm from the wicked city
I'm from a tough city where only the strong survive


When chickens twist trees and dick tease
When things get weird and people act strangely


Breast feed, Betsy's with asthmatic chest wheeze
When people are sick and weak


Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze
When people are scared and panicked


Please, bastard handicap crews that stay soft
I don't respect weak people or groups


It's mayor, Adolf
I have complete control over my block


School your army, ya squad weak
I'll teach your group a lesson, because you're not strong enough


Remove four camps when I say
I can get rid of anyone I want on my block


Pumpin arms like nor plants
I'm not afraid to use my muscles to fight


I conquer and hold
I'm in charge of my territory, and I'm not giving it up


Home sweet home down with monster control
My block is my home, and I control everything that happens here


Still they in the cut like Ron and Nicole
My enemies are still lurking around, waiting for a chance to strike


And still we must bring the ruckus to all you motherfuckers
I won't back down, and I'll fight anyone who challenges me


Automatically, assault and battery
I won't hesitate to use force if necessary


We battle thieves that get tragically slap to sleep to relax the beef
We fight criminals who make the mistake of robbing us


Collapse like weak cancerous lungs
Our enemies can't handle our strength and power


Scatter, we numb
Our enemies are running away, and we're not affected by their attacks


Blind feelin nap with jarred villain that alarm buildings
Even our enemies are scared of us and the destruction we can cause


Con scrimmage, woke up Allah's children
We fight hard and wake up the gods to help us


Dirty-ass Vietnam village
Our block is a tough, dirty place, like a war zone


I finish and outsuns
I always win, and my enemies are defeated


Then fold, like Minister Malcolm at the venetian blinds
My enemies will give up and fold, like Malcolm X did at the end of his life


By all means necessary I reach for mine and
I'll do whatever it takes to defend myself


Lift golden showers from roof tops
I'll shoot my gun from high places to intimidate my enemies


And give orders, rugged pound acre
I'm in charge, and my orders need to be followed


Drown violators in buckets of piss water
My enemies will be punished in a humiliating way




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: WAYNE NOTISE, GEORGE SPIVEY, TREVOR SMITH

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@irahanna7022

Lord have mercy!!! His flows is toxic!!! Underrated!!!

@timothyharle8678

"Cause I'm refusing to loose, imma beat yo ass in front of NOBODY WIT NUIN TO PROVE" Busta did that shit!!!!

@Alex-80ti

LORD HAVE MERCY

@jasonwright4309

No one can match his style very original

@Gadgetlava

@@jasonwright4309 True another flipmode legend

@teachyou9779

Amen

@Antertainment531

Hip hop's Space Ghost

@henewcom50

Love Lord have mercy's line "Still lay in the cut like Ron and Nicole" πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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@MrTitanSword

Lord Have Mercy is so unique!! πŸ™Œ ❀️

@morenablighthlatshwayo9651

Lord Have Mercy DESTROYED this track bruh πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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