Block Rock
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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[Intro: scratched up samples]
"You out there, on now"
"Sorry... that's word, I'm not the herb"
"Understand what I'm saying, saying, saying"
"It's the hardcore"
"Set it off, rusty, low down"
"Following me, it be the God"
"Whatever, whatever"
"God all"
"All New York, ight"

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, aiyo, the Wally man's coming, you can hear his chain dangle
Brolic arm, check out the ankle
Best cuts, diamond sittin' sideways, like they sit in the cup
You can pour Goose on it, juice on it, two Jamaican sluts
On the streets, cousin, word life, them big boy Toys'are'Us
Got them S5 fifties Maybach's, push suede back
Four hundred g's, on the concrete, save that
Like James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Same place you front's where you get laid at
Strong arm a nigga for real, we eat ya food
Like dog, muthafucka, in replace of a meal
Give you a two hour car chase, flying through lakes and bushes
Holding the wheel, still burning the swishes
Exotic killas who bribe to kill us, and we pay for a tab
Don't matter what size the bill is
We don't need your support, wack speech your thought
Just to rhyme my shit when the tape cut off
The price of fame, a dope chain, the same chain
Yo, he tapped to the roof, watch the block, watch 'em hang

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
From Broad Street down to Milledge
You fucking with experienced killas
Mean wolves, silver back gorillas
Them Theodore kids' gorillas
You fucking with experienced killas
Silver back gorillas

[Ghostface Killah]
The grenade gonna hit like a bomb from Flex
The street is never at peace when I palm a tech
My enemies is sub, dude, I'm a black belt
The moves I do, is how Bruce stick Kareem Abdul
Same dudes give a bitch booze, stupid rich dudes
Crystal, chandellier ice, keep a wrist full
'cause, if Lil' Jon, can ice his cup
I top that shit, and ice my nuts
See I'm a threat when it comes to rocks
At 3 A.M., you like damn, who put the sun on the block
Is he crazy? Illuminate like the Son of God
And still pull up in the hoopted out rented car
With dust and weed on him, knock the neighborhood bully out
Take his gun and pee on him
The magazines can't develop my flicks
The negatives came, and printed out them see-note chips
Keep the heat flaming, beats banging, bottle of weed stanking
Competition, yo, I'm giving out strict spankings
Burn 'em like bacon, some want Satan
In the hell fire, screaming, yo I'm sorry for faking, baking





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "Block Rock" by Ghostface Killah is a classic hip-hop track with lyrics that highlight the tough street life in New York. The first verse describes the lifestyle of the "Wally man" who wears expensive jewelry and drives luxury cars. The lyrics also mention the singer's willingness to use violence to maintain his status and get what he needs. The chorus emphasizes the idea that the singer and his crew are experienced killers, and they won't hesitate to use their skills to protect their territory.


The second verse continues the theme of violence and power. The singer boasts about his martial arts skills and his ability to use a gun to take down his enemies. He also mentions his wealth and his impressive collection of jewelry. The last few lines of the verse suggest that the singer enjoys causing chaos and destruction, as he describes knocking out a neighborhood bully and peeing on him. All of these lyrics combine to create a picture of a ruthless person who is willing to do whatever it takes to maintain his position in the hierarchy of the streets.


Line by Line Meaning

You out there, on now
Currently active and present


Sorry... that's word, I'm not the herb
I am genuine and authentic, not a fake or imposter


Understand what I'm saying, saying, saying
Pay attention and comprehend my words


It's the hardcore
This is raw, uncut, and intense


Set it off, rusty, low down
Start a situation that is aggressive and shady


Following me, it be the God
I am a respected and influential figure


Whatever, whatever
I am indifferent and unconcerned


God all
I am the almighty and all-powerful


All New York, ight
This represents the city and culture of New York


Yo, aiyo, the Wally man's coming, you can hear his chain dangle
Be alert, the wealthy and influential person is arriving


Brolic arm, check out the ankle
A strong and muscular person with impressive jewelry


Best cuts, diamond sittin' sideways, like they sit in the cup
Excellent and high-quality diamonds set in a unique manner


You can pour Goose on it, juice on it, two Jamaican sluts
Accompanied by expensive alcohol and women


On the streets, cousin, word life, them big boy Toys'are'Us
Expensive and luxurious cars are being driven on the streets


Got them S5 fifties Maybach's, push suede back
A collection of high-end cars, including the Maybach with suede interior


Four hundred g's, on the concrete, save that
Saving money is important, even for the wealthy


Like James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Seeking revenge for past wrongs and injustices


Same place you front's where you get laid at
Do not underestimate the danger of a situation


Strong arm a nigga for real, we eat ya food
Physical dominance and taking what belongs to others


Like dog, muthafucka, in replace of a meal
Taking what one wants to survive, without concern for ethics


Give you a two hour car chase, flying through lakes and bushes
Pursuing someone relentlessly and recklessly


Holding the wheel, still burning the swishes
Driving while smoking marijuana, with focus and control


Exotic killas who bribe to kill us, and we pay for a tab
Hiring assassins for protection and paying off debts


Don't matter what size the bill is
Money is not an issue or limitation


We don't need your support, wack speech your thought
Self-sufficient and not interested in hearing opinions or advice


Just to rhyme my shit when the tape cut off
Focusing on the artistry of music and lyrics, not fame or fortune


The price of fame, a dope chain, the same chain
The cost and consequences of being famous and wearing flashy jewelry


Yo, he tapped to the roof, watch the block, watch 'em hang
A signal that something is about to happen, watch for the outcome


From Broad Street down to Milledge
A large area, including different neighborhoods and streets


You fucking with experienced killas
Dealing with individuals who have significant expertise in dangerous situations


Mean wolves, silver back gorillas
Referring to themselves as powerful and dominant animals


Them Theodore kids' gorillas
A group of skilled and ruthless individuals


The grenade gonna hit like a bomb from Flex
An explosive event will occur suddenly and powerfully


The street is never at peace when I palm a tech
A dangerous and noisy environment, especially when holding a gun


My enemies is sub, dude, I'm a black belt
A skilled and trained fighter, who is capable of defeating less experienced foes


The moves I do, is how Bruce stick Kareem Abdul
A reference to Bruce Lee's fighting style and its effectiveness


Same dudes give a bitch booze, stupid rich dudes
Unsophisticated and foolish people, who try to impress women with alcohol


Crystal, chandellier ice, keep a wrist full
Expensive and flashy jewelry, worn prominently


'cause, if Lil' Jon, can ice his cup
If someone else can be so flashy and extravagant, then why not?


I top that shit, and ice my nuts
Adding more jewelry, even in unusual places


See I'm a threat when it comes to rocks
An expert and experienced jewelry collector and wearer


At 3 A.M., you like damn, who put the sun on the block
The beauty and brilliance of shiny objects, even in the middle of the night


Is he crazy? Illuminate like the Son of God
Appearing divine and supernatural in appearance and behavior


And still pull up in the hoopted out rented car
Inexpensive and unreliable transportation, even for someone with wealth


With dust and weed on him, knock the neighborhood bully out
Appearing rough and unpolished, but still able to stand up to aggressors


Take his gun and pee on him
Asserting dominance and disrespecting someone who has tried to harm you


The magazines can't develop my flicks
Professional photographers cannot capture the full essence of who I am


The negatives came, and printed out them see-note chips
Despite the unsuccessful attempts to capture my image, some still try to benefit from it


Keep the heat flaming, beats banging, bottle of weed stanking
Maintaining a lively and exciting atmosphere, with drugs and music


Competition, yo, I'm giving out strict spankings
Being dominant and successful, even against strong competitors


Burn 'em like bacon, some want Satan
Defeating and destroying others, who may even prefer evil to goodness


In the hell fire, screaming, yo I'm sorry for faking, baking
Being punished and regretting past falsehoods and sins




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Matthew Adams

This is the only time Madlib and Ghostface have collaborated.Β  We need more!Β  This is fire.

I Hate Google

This beat is insane

Danny Ravel

Madlib✨✨

William Owens

I know I'm real late my goodness this beat on some other shit. Lox need to freestyle off this on Versus.

Tmath

Madlib is so raw...doing it big for the underground all day everyday

Robbie Fernandez

THIS song alone is supremely better than ANYTHING action bronson has put out his entire career. That will be all.

David Fetter

Ha! Action bronson wannabe ghost. Whole style ripped off ghost. PSSHHH

JoeBChill

One of the most experimental beats I've ever heard.

Charlton Christian

Bob smiff you are on the $

James Bullock

He’s bout the ONE MAN WHO ROCKED THIS TRACK. BLOCK ROCK.

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