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silky black - 163rd lyrics

[intro]
next stop, 163rd

[chorus]
what’s the word? 163rd
what’s the word? 163rd
what’s the word? 163rd
that’s the motherf-cking word
what’s the word? 163rd
what’s the word? 163rd
what’s the word? 163rd
that’s the motherf-cking word

[verse 1]
peace to north and then showbiz, and my man diamond d
raised on 163, we’re like a family
real uncut hip-hop, some brothers must have forgot
but i can hear the rough sh-t still coming from my old block
and i can still remember when we battled
i stomped out a bunch of corny rappers like a stampede of cattle
to my man fat joe, you’re gonna blow like a rocket
but now it’s time to put the s-x plug in the socket
i had some dirty n.o., but i was still a shorty
19, doctor of the year, looking sporty
a big up, yeah, you know i love you, mom duke
raised 4 of us and i remember eating soup
when we wasn’t doing so good, but you was hard as wood
you raised me the way a bona fide mother would
and when my homie sold drugs on the corner
i knew that if you found out that i did it, i was gonna be a goner
so i stopped slinging rocks and i started cutting hair
if it wasn’t for that sh-t, i probably wouldn’t be here
’cause i see many brothers die in forests
of 163rd, and up the block, close to maurice
and though we don’t agree on the bible
’cause worshiping a mystery god, to silky god, is suicidal
i still love you, you know my life is my word
and this goes to all my peoples on 163rd

[verse 2]
back home, 163rd, this is what i used to do
go to 1000 and pick up joe and his crew
for a game of sponge ball, we played it off the brick wall
in 146, did you hear show mix?
he used to f-ck it up on the norm
he was a little shorty and he really had it going on
and you can hear the music coming from his window
i threw it on so many brothers ’til i picked the f-cking rim low
and 120 rock, playing ’til it got dark
and now i go to shows ‘quipped to rip the mic apart
now calvin got a haircut from martha
a f-cking 4-finger barber
and now his hairline’s in the harbor
i’m ’bout to bomb my n-gg- harlem world
who just robbed a chump for his money and some girl for her pearls
my man ronny c’s got the box in the set
as we listen to finesse kick return of the funky man
and diamond d is on the rise
it really blew my mind when i heard a dj say your rhyme
d-mn, a brother hit with the shotty
and in 23 park, just found his body
and now i understand his brother’s trying to learn karate
huh, big up to dadi, who ran the grocery store
’cause when i went to get phillys for a dollar, got 4
on 16rd

[outro]
yeah, silky black
big shout out to the 163rd street crew
you know what i’m saying?
to all my motherf-cking n-gg-s
in forest houses, yeah, yo
it’s silky black

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