On My Block (Live at NPR’s Tiny Desk)

[Intro: Scarface, Mike Dean]
So I wanted- uh, shout out to the Backyard Band
[?] and [?] came out t-to join us in D.C. tonight
Mike Dean, Mike Dean
We got Bishop, we got Spud, Cookie, Peigh, [?] Josh, Corey, [?]
We got Ant, and on the drums we got Savar
And I guess I'll call myself "The Curator," like th-the-
I don't know if y'all wanna call me "The DJ" or the-
"The Conductor of the Railroad," but my name is Facemob
And we came here to jam for y'all tonight, this mornin'
Or whenever the fuck it is
Um, was gonna talk about some songs and how they came about
So with this one right here, we were, uh
Me and Freaky Dean was in New York, and we was high
That's gon' be the basis of all our fuckin' songs, man, I swear, haha
Are you serious?
Haha, yeah
You were high?
Very

[Pre-Chorus: Cookie, Spud, Peigh Jones, Scarface]
Doo-doo, doo-doo
This on the block, boy
Doo-doo, doo-doo (Yeah)
Uh, yeah
Doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo
On my block, on my block
On my block, on my block, yeah

[Chorus: Scarface]
On my block, everything is everything, for sheezy, homie
We probably done it all, homie, believe me, oh
We made the impossible look easy, for sheezy
I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me

[Post-Chorus: Cookie, Spud, Peigh Jones, Scarface]
On my block (Yeah), on my block (Huh, uh)
On my block (Mm), my block

[Verse: Scarface]
Every day, it's been the same old thang on my block
You either working or you juggle cocaine on my block
You had to hustle, 'cause that's how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot
On my block, to hang out was the thing back then
And even if you left out, you came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort to Scott
Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
Just the weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
On your block, you pro'ly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B-I, your homeboys from knee-high
And even if it was stormin' outside, your homie'd be by
That's me, dog, on my block, I ain't have to play no big shot
Them niggas knew me back when I was stealin' beers from Shamrock
And my nickname was "Creepy"
If Black June could see me, he'd be trippin'
And I'd bet he still probably tease me, on my block

[Pre-Chorus: Cookie, Spud, Peigh Jones, Scarface, All]
On my block, on my block
My block, I bet he still probably tease me on, on my block

[Chorus: Scarface, Cookie, Spud, Peigh Jones]
Everything is everything, for sheezy (On my block)
We probably done it all, homie, believe me (On my block)
We made the impossible look easy (My block), for sheezy
I'd never leave the block, the homies need me, on my block

[Interlude: Scarface]
What was that? What was that at? Doo-da-da-doo-doo
Yeah, where it's at? Right there
Oh, right there, uh
On my block
There's just somethin' about good music, man
Come on, let's go, yeah

[Chorus: Scarface, Cookie, Spud, Peigh Jones]
Everything, for sheezy (On my block)
We probably done it all, homie, believe me (On my block)
We made the impossible look easy (My block), for sheezy
(I'd never leave my block, my niggas need me)

[Post-Chorus: Cookie, Spud, Peigh Jones, Scarface, All]
On my block, on my block (Woo)
On my block (My block), my block

[Outro: Scarface]
Woo, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout that music
Somethin' 'bout that music soothes the soul