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Million dollar blocks, aye, what’s a million dollar block
A million dollar block is when they circulate money in one spot
Then the Feds a go and market with a dot, and they say
We gone lock in as many as we can lock, and turn this to a million dollar block
What’s a million dollar block, What’s a million dollar block
Aye, what’s a million dollar block for that million dollars


Federal indictments, confidential informants
They got ya phone tap, aye, be careful what you sayin’ on it
Million dollar block, aye, how much money can you save before you make it to the top, aye,
Last month he made 30 grand and he was feeling like the man
Until they ran up in his spot, aye aye, neighbors like they finally caught him
Moving on the low they wonder what they found up on him wearing all his designer
And pulling through in forgiens
He wasn’t even selling drugs we was tryin’ to warn him
On just one city block America spends a million dollars just to board us
On buses, lock up citizens, it cost us no justice
It cost a million dollars a year, and it’s “just-us”
Doin’ bids leaving kids we can never raise
Million dollar blocks up and down like an elevator
And all I really want is just some food in the refrigerator
Taxpayers lose a million dollars just to incarcerate us

Million dollar blocks, aye, what’s a million dollar block
A million dollar block is when they circulate money in one spot
Then the Feds a go and market with a dot, and they say
We gone lock in as many as we can lock, and turn this to a million dollar block
What’s a million dollar block, What’s a million dollar block
Aye, what’s a million dollar block for that million dollars


Get bread lil cuzzin hold ya head,
If you turn Fed might make it to your bed
A little earlier than you was plannin’ on
Get the picture, lemme give you somethin’ you can hang it on
Lil insight, wasn’t meant to 2 pitch white
Everything ain’t 4 everybody and the big homie
Put me D told me keep quiet,
Working on the O tryina score and get up out it,
Watch listen learn ‘till you gain a little milage,
‘Till it feels like you can’t stop like Miley, Cirus,
Won’t stop young gunz stylin’, whilin
I ain’t need the clipse my man got it, grindin’
Tryina get a lot of guap hope homie
Don’t fold colleague 2 a cop
You could even get shot,
Don’t get knocked on that million dollar block

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from Singing Ourselves Free - EP, released June 16, 2017
Written and performed by, Manchino, J. Smith and Moose

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Challenging mass incarceration through collaborative arts practice & creating partnerships with inside artists through musicianship and songwriting

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