### **"On the Block"** (UK Drill)
**Genre**: UK Drill
**Mood**: Aggressive, dark, street-ready
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**[Intro: 4 bars]**
*(Ominous piano, sub-bass growls, ad-libs echo)*
*"Dun know... Opps gettin’ bruck... Skrr! Brr-brr... Shh!"*
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**[Verse 1: 16 bars]**
P’s stackin’, can’t flick thru, man’s flooded the spot (skrr!)
**Chop the white girl straight, no stirrin’ in the pot (nah!)**
Catch a yute on his ones, leave him slumped where he squat (shh!)
Set traps on my ends, move white like it’s hot (facts!)
Joggin’ roads, no Nikes, just the bally and whip (crep check!)
Three days no z’s, still got shank on my hip (hold tight!)
You’re laid up wiv your bird, mine knows I’m on rip (dutty!)
Buzzer blows, I’m out the door, don’t care ’bout the time (brr!)
Feds clock my face, think I’m back on the glide (nah!)
What you bag? Bare small change, dropped it all on my mum (respect!)
Plus my daughter, my missus knows I ride for my slums (cold!)
Bro’s fresh home, Feds tried to spin some dumb lies (free up!)
Judge clocked their chat was wet, case got tossed to the side (skrr!)
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**[Chorus: 8 bars]**
Slide behind her, grip it tight like a dirt bike (vroom!)
Yamaha cuttin’ waves, screamin’ “Fuck your guys!” (opps down!)
Jet to DXB, pushin’ P’s in the V (skrr!)
Back in ends, me and G’s bustin’ keys (let’s go!)
Sellin’ tings, but it ain’t O2 shows (nah!)
Servein’ Z’s to the block, you ain’t know? (dunce!)
This ain’t for the wastemen, like Lil’ Shh (shh!)
Skrrt the curb, hop out, then I serve (brr!)
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**[Verse 2: 16 bars]**
Run this game from first to first, no cap in my verse (nah!)
Catch him slippin’ in the Wraps, send him straight in a hearse (RIP!)
Bro spotted opps on the field, dashed thru the fence (gone!)
Was a scrub, now I’m up, got the peng on the bench (yeah!)
Drop ten bands in a day, re-up by the weekend (swish!)
Grind never stops, man’s a machine, no bleedin’ (nah!)
You’re still cunch, actin’ rich, but your Rollie’s a fake (clout!)
I’m in Dubai, countin’ blue, got my bae on the lake (iced!)
Bro’s still in the bando, got the yutes on the phone (ting!)
Feds tryna sniff, but the trap’s got no tone (ghost!)
Mum cried when I got nicked, now she’s dripped in Cartier (swear down!)
Fresh cut, all black fit, opp block gettin’ sprayed (brr!)
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**[Outro: 4 bars]**
*(Beat cuts — sudden silence, then…)*
**SFX**: *ENGINE REVS* **VROOOOM!**
**CRACKLES & POPS**: **KRRR-KRACKLE-POP-PSSHHH!**
*Ad-libs*:
*“Yeah, man’s on the block… Opps know
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