Get Off My Rock

Well, excuse me motherfucker, you're on my block Pack 'em up and ship 'em off the rock You can park your car anywhere you want But by the time you get back, bet that shit's ripped off I can't promise you that But I promise I'll be back with the sack that you asked When you're thinking about doing some stupid shit at my home Remember You're on my rock Get off my block Get off my rock Get off my rock Get off my rock There's only one way And it embodies everything we have talked about It's summed up in one word: Aloha F*ck it, I need a cigarette I need a bag of ice, I need some Heineken And a boom box bumpin' out some real hood shit And some Pakololo, grown local What bada you? Are we too loco? Are we too local? Are we too vocal? When you're on the beach reading some book that you bought Remember You're on my rock Get off my block Get off my rock Get off my block Get off my rock (No) (Yeah) (no) Ah! Bring it back down with some island shit False crack a tourist so let's steal their shit And take 'em to my uncle that knows how to sell it I wasn't made, I was born like this Big fuckin' deal if you get gentrified Back in the day, it was called colonized So when you're on vacation tryna find yourself Just remember to Get off my rock Get off my block Get off my rock Get off my block Get off my rock Get off my block Get off my rock (Crank the guitar) (Crank it!)