Brick By Brick

Lyrics

[Intro: Proof] Every time I go on my grandma block See the old people looking out they windows Stop what they doing, just looking at me shaking they head And they saying.... [Verse 1: Proof] "That's the One that Flew Over the Cuckoo Nest And landed with a mag of the shoot through vest" Had them street soldiers put they boots on next 'Pac and B.I.G. was the great and Proof no less "Yes your honour I pack the pistol Hoping slugs [?] dug and detach gristles" Stripes white and black with whistles Now that's official, in fact my nizzle You know the deal like we rap with pickles I don't know what that ratting snitch know, just listen To the hood sounds and tap my big toe No gimmick, I run with a pack of sickos Snatch your mink coat, colder than Kris Kringle Doing murders like it's legal This big nose bigger throwing off mixed signals Body rotating [?] ate like twelve inch singles I don't mingle, I boss through the club They say Thyme was lost in the Mudd It's real at the time, of course when you young Hard-headed nigga but he soft with his tongue (Oh!) Feel my heart over [?] drum From the start, sober now coughing up lungs Awesome the love, your first love of life Only God is above the Christ It's hi and bye so hug me twice With guns and fight, drama, drugs and Viks like Everything I spit is cold, we can battle for Mikilo 'Til the biggest go Ghetto cribs to globes, I done rid the role You're not real nigga, you're tryna kid your soul [Chorus: Proof] I built this Brick By Brick, never switch my script I'ma spit my hist', until y'all get this shit What's the big idea? Can't' get rid of bills And plus my fridge not filled [Post Chorus: Proof] This bridge I build, over the killing field So when day my children will [Verse 2: Proof] Thank they Pops for the bank and stocks Yeah they got spank a lot, gangsta knock life makes them sharp With the blood of your warriors I paint your block Turn your hood into one big vacant lot I was into writing rhymes and chasing twat I tell you when it's my time, can't no watch Next in line, y'all wanna yank my spot But they career is shorter than Asian cocks Whoever wanna take my slot, meet my gauge and Glock Whoever try to race the boss get they faces squashed Who up with them days is not forgotten I'm plotting ways to persuade the cops Since the streets give me major props Put Detroit on my back with a tank on top And it ain't gon' stop, send out blade and shots Whoever try to doctor the beef get they patients popped So flagrantly we getting agents dropped This is Hip-Hop with a rock with that flavour Scotch Raised and sharp like I was trained to box Haters use paper, I chisel my name in rock Famous and Flame is hot, you lames should stop This dangerous aim I got make your life fade and rot When will the invasion stop, when Purple Gang go out And Mu save his mouth (Tone Grown this my favourite now!) Blaze your house, shot the game like taser watch Getting successful like [raven blocks?] Change the world like the Holocaust and slaves get locked It's amazing how I was raised and taught I wasn't into Caucasian talk, and to execute my bravest though Haters balk! [Chorus 2: Proof] I built this Brick By Brick I'ma soldier ain't gon' switch my script I'ma spit my hist', until y'all they this shit Now grew strong, fist by fist, for this I live We in the trenches everyday And we pray when miss our kids What's the big idea, can't get rid of bills And plus my fridge ain't filled [Post Chorus 2: Proof] This bridge I build, over the killing field Live long, I know my children will [Outro: Banzi] DJ Salam Wreck, turntable terrorists What's popping?