Whoo, yeah, turn it up  Alchemist, you know what to do  Bump that, turn it up, whoo  Crazy daddy    [Sheek Louch]  A'yo, y'all niggaz can't fuck with me, my flow's nuclear  Fuck for the month I want the verse of the year  I straighten shit out, you could put me in ya hair  Perm-like bars, burn like scars, cooked up flow in a Pyrex jar  Naw, I ain't the new millennium raw, Kool G. or K.R.  I'm just doin me, Sheek Louch a motherfuckin hot MC  Don't get it twis', don't get add to my fuck you list, unless you a bitch  Cause I ain't got time, I'm not near rich  We could let it drop or we could let it pop  Make your decision 'fore I make my incision  Head on collision, head-body division  Spirit fly away like a motherfuckin pigeon  Take that to your grave, y'all niggaz behave    [Chorus]  Yeah, D-Block is knockin, turn it up  We got it poppin, turn it up  We comin for y'all, turn it up  Niggaz they droppin, turn it up  We got the streets locked, turn it up  If it's beef let your heat cock, turn it up  Welcome to D-Block, turn it up  Cause we don't fuck around    [Sheek Louch]  What, that nigga Sheek is the truth  You would think he had a stripper inside how he go hard in the booth  Lazer on the roof, squeeze off then poof  Presto magic, like where did his chest go?  Think not homie, got a ziploc on me  Of that sticky icky in the pocket of my dickie  Just drunk a half of sixty, kinda bended  Hat low, knockin, bout to fuck up the rented  I'm a general, I stepped up from a liutenant  This is D-Block, join us, don't get offended  Cause I ain't lettin up and you ain't lettin off  Plus I already know that most of y'all is soft  The hood love me, put it in the air for me  And boy cop mixtapes if they don't hear from me  Got cake but occasionally you catch me bummy  I'm too smart on the streets you fuckin dummy    [Chorus]    [Sheek Louch]  A'yo, real niggaz relate to me  Jealous niggaz can't wait to send the shell of a tray-eight through me  Don't miss cause it's uh-oh like Lumi  Sun out, Sheek make the sky get gloomy  I bail it all to you, I give you my life  I write it in ink or blood, nigga pass my knife  I'm takin it there, even if they give me the chair  I'm blacked out in the gear, Huey new in the wear  My fist stuck screamin black power  I ain't gon lie, that shit could wash off in the shower  Cause I don't care what color you are  Nigga clap at the kid, the kid tryna levitate your car  I'm not a star  I'm a nigga that'll issue the star  I'm that nigga wit his hammer on him, at the bar  Sheek a straight up crook who got you shook  A'yo Alchemist, bring in the hook  Let's go    [Chorus]