Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(tic toc, you don't stop)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
We're those same (um) brothers that brought you "chief rock"
Now, um, underground's my style
So (um) peace to my area, n.w.k.
Who cares, the more the merrier
Now right off south orange
Of course, thirteenth ave
And to my 'hood give my heart
Then your 'hood falls apart
The park called "the corner"
'cause that's where the doitall two was performing
'cause I was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
Now before making records
But now I'm making tunes to make you jam wit 'cha neighbor
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(tic toc, you don't stop)
Half you rappers out there couldn't see me with binoculars
Anyone who thinks he'll take me out is just a dreamer
If you think you're the bomb, then I'm hiroshima
I hope they're making records up in heaven
And sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
But if you ever try to dis the lords, then it's on
Then jump right back on time
And talk about your fat ugly mama
Is like superman running to a phone booth
Straight from martin luther king boulevard
In the heart of newark, new jersey
Make you say "lord have mercy"
If you step up in my face
And I'm gonna make you cry!
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(tic toc, you don't stop)
We get props, we're deservin'
From black kids, to white kids
I see them bob their heads,
From the blond hair, to redhead
Because they love the sound
But people 'round your area
Because you sell a million copies
'cause that's when it's good
Now tell me what's gonna happen
When the clock ticks away
And ain't nothin' happenin'
I remember way back in the days on my block
When the kids used to meet up in the hallway and rock
On martin luther king's boulevard
With p.c., wise, easy ed, and my brother hard bernard
Used to hit the ill rhymes from the head
While I'd hit the beat on the wall until my hands turned red
You had the shorty two m.c.'s
I have to give them props for helping me be me
Now I'm the one who's educated
I only write rhymes that will be appreciated
No matter how large I get
'cause from the 'hood I came
And to the 'hood I must return
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and please don't stop (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
Throw your hands in the air and represent your block (um)
Tic toc, this is how we rock
(tic toc, you don't stop)