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J Monty - Beat The Block Up Lyrics

Beat the Block Up Lyrics[Chorus]
Beat the block up, free my patna, speak with honor
Peep the posture, a seasoned scholar, I keep it proper
Demon stalker, eat the choppa, he leakin' lava
Need a doctor, keep your chakra, I seek the Father
Stayin' Holy, stayin' lowly, can't control me
Favor on me, hatin' on me, fake and phony
Load the bases, I'm going places, I'm closing cases
Poker faces, no folding, flaking, Jehovah saved a
Young, crazy, rowdy Clayton County resident
[Verse]
I've been places you never went
I've got cousins who spin the block and make the choppa stutter like a speaking impеdiment
Say lil' homie, the rеason you buy bull is prolly 'cause you ain't reading the Testament
It would lessen your lessons unless sin is just your element
That's elementary like L-M-N-O-P
I could go from show to show and tote a pole as long as totem poles if you want it
I'd rather show a soul to the scrolls that Jehovah spoke when He wrote it, I'm floatin'
I been havin', I got killers serving life sentences hittin' me
You know the bars real when they givin' my pen attention in the penitentiary
Make your list, but don't forget to mention me
They call me the big 450
'Cause when I spit, I hit my target
The flow up and down like Crypto market
The way my body covered in the blood, I'm just prayin' a Crip don't mark it, this gon' spark it
Get your guard up, 'cause I'm darting at eenie-meenie-miney, pick an artist
They say, "How he get metaphors and deliveries with all of the synonyms?"
It's 'cause one day he met a force that delivered he from all of the sin in him
Monty a proven prodigy
From nothin' I grew a colony, a true Monopoly
For demons that choose to follow me, the bullets start flying
Something like, "Doo-doo-doo-Deuteronomy"
Gas gunnin', trash dumpin', facts pumpin', cap crushin'
The industry done tried to beat me down
Man, I wish my dawg could see me now
Couldn't feed my child, they evil, foul
They wonder how I even smile
I slept on the floor while they slept on my flow, huh, guess we even now
Hey, I'ma a certified speaker knocker, I could make you delete your roster
Hey, label heads sendin' frequent offers, but I promise I don't need ya dollar
Most of these rappers just actin' on the Internet and they need an Oscar
Without the Web, you Peter Parker, I make demons flee and holler, when I-
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Beat the block up, free my patna, speak with honor
Peep the posture, a seasoned scholar, I keep it proper
Demon stalker, eat the choppa, he leakin' lava
Need a doctor, keep your chakra, I seek the Father
Stayin' Holy, stayin' lowly, can't control me
Favor on me, hatin' on me, fake and phony
Load the bases, I'm going places, I'm closing cases
Poker faces, no folding, flaking, Jehovah saved a
Young, crazy, rowdy Clayton County resident