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Statik Selektah Every time I hear a dope bass line Smell some good weed and charcoal on the grill Shit just take me back to my childhood, man Fly! It's somethin' 'bout the smell of charcoal burnin' Most people love us, the love still workin' Fiends come around and the plugs still serve 'em All regulars, under cuffs, stay lurkin' They wanna lock us up, just the thought, so irkin' Duck, hit the ground if that car start swervin' The Ds hop out, then we all get nervous All got trees so they gon' come search us Everybody doin' what they gotta do Got a warrant, straight to Ryker's Island if they spotted you We ain't worried 'bout our feuds More concerned 'bout our food, corn's on the grill, hot dogs, and the barbecue Mindin' our own business, everybody vibin' Got drunk off a nutcracker when I first tried it All the girls in sundresses 'cause the sun shinin' Kids are playing in the water from the fire hydrant I know I won't be where the cops gon' see I know my folks said I should stop smoking Was more concerned about what I'm gon' eat Letras de cancionesAnd gettin' high while at the block party What my moms gon' think? I know my clothes stink Couldn't hide those scents and my eyes so red I have Visine but I was not low key Been reminiscin' 'bout the block party Dope music, sunshine This shit remind me of the block party Grilled foods and fun times This shit remind me of the block party The fumes came outside This shit remind me of the block party No shootings, just vibes This shit remind me of the block party Yo, uh Summer breeze in my community Pretty brown wilds keep pullin' me Old heads show the battle scars through their jewelry And if you wanna run from the law When your block got you, then you always got immunity And shawty smile bright with that sundress, oh yes She been [with] sense of winnin', type might pull back out my GORE-TEX Fuck 12, but today, we don't want no stress The kids outside, we don't wanna see no corpses Barbecue pits mixed with rastaman [splits] And we parking lot pimp with our neighborhood [Blick] So we conversate over curry plates Oxtail stew, chicken if you tryna wait We settle differences, we all from a common place DT circlin', tryin' to incarcerate Don't matter 'cause it's home cooked, salt and baked Got me feeling like it's gonna be a brighter day All ah gyal dem a look nice All the drinks, dem deh pon ice Won't a ting mash up our vibe 'Cause everyting blessed when I'm high All ah gyal dem a look nice All the drinks, dem deh pon ice Won't a ting mash up our vibe 'Cause everyting blessed when I'm high Dope music, sunshine This shit remind me of the block party Grilled foods and fun times This shit remind me of the block party The fumes came outside This shit remind me of the block party No shootings, just vibes This shit remind me of the block party From Letras Mania