Rock On - Pumpkinhead, Marco Polo

Welcome aboard the Underground Railroad.

I’m your captain

I’m gonna explain the reason why I keep on rappin'

Why I keep on movin', doin' shows in Manhattan

Knowin' in my heart that I’ll probably never go platinum

See, it’s for the love—music is in my protoplasm

I can only wish but I don’t have a genie and my name’s not Aladdin

Fasten your seatbelts, we’re takin' off soon

I’m gonna rock rock on, on a rocket to the moon

Start a label up there, sign an alien rappin' clique

Sell a million units and get paid in amethyst

‘Cause on this planet, reality doesn’t exist

You’d rather sell souls than to sign some real shit

But I refuse to put it in park, so I’m shiftin' the gears

Even though time flies, I’m 28 in years

That’s about 10 thousand and 2200 months

Spittin' heat for ten years and haven’t been signed once

How I’m 'sposed to blow up when independent labels front

Don’t pay up, don’t promote—your record label sucks

You got MCs out there that deserve to get put on

So for them, I’m gonna rock rock rock on

Supernat (rock rock rock on)

And The Plague (rock rock rock on)

Stronghold (rock rock rock on)

Red Clay (rock rock rock on)

Juggaknots (rock rock rock on)

M-Pire (rock rock rock on)

All of y’all (rock rock rock on)

N.Y. (rock rock rock on)

At first, I wanted to paint, so I went to art school

Then I saw heads rappin', bangin' on tables in the lunchroom

In a cypher, they were playin' some hot beats

And these heads rappin' was C-Rayz Walz and Mobb Deep

Yeah, I went to school with them dudes

And they dropped out, and eventually I did too

I formed a crew with a group named Doom—they call 'em Hydra now

And they even sound liver now

So me and Blitzkrieg, now we got Park Slope on lock

That’s when I battled, this Puerto Rican cat named Block

And we battled, he beat me, I was impressed with his flow

He saw potential, so we broke bread and smoked 'dro

This ain’t fake—trust me, this is a real tale

Block had a group called Zooty Zoo and introduced me to Will Tell

We did a track with Metaphor and shit clicked rapidly

Then Block said, «Let's form the Brooklyn Academy»

So we did.

Kids flipped, they loved our songs

We were like Pink Floyd, Run-D.M.C., and Cheech & Chong

Then Black Panther, Marco Polo came along

So now we gon' rock rock rock rock on

Jean Grae (rock rock rock on)

E.O.W.

(rock rock rock on)

Medina Green (rock rock rock on)

And Hiero (rock rock rock on)

Beatminerz (rock rock rock on)

Boot Camp (rock rock rock on)

Molemen (rock rock rock on)

All of y’all (rock rock on, yeah)

I never stop (stop) but I pause for the cause

When I rock (rock) my voice echo through halls

And the block (block) be like, «PH, «I'm so (hot… hot… hot…)

I rock for Brooklyn, Park Slope, that’s my home

I rock for the brothers on lock gettin' chopped for the phone

I rock for the b-boys and the DJ’s

I rock for MC’s and writers, catchin' tags on the freeway

I rock for my dad and my uncles—rest in peace

I rock for my grandma Isabel who’s also deceased

I rock for those who died and those who are alive

I rock for my mom and sis—they helped me to survive

I rock for my wife—she brought our son in our life

I mean it so sincere that I’m sayin' it twice

I rock for my wife—she brought our son in our life

I rock for him like when I rock him to sleep at night

I rock for the Ac, my family, in these dark days

I rock, for y’all, like I rock for The Plague

And one day, we’ll all be one, rockin' on stage

Lord, what I say is true, so I’m rockin' for you

We goin' Ocean (rock rock rock on)

Everliving Sound (rock rock rock on)

Bruise Frank (rock rock rock on)

Venom (rock rock rock on)

My dad Robert Sr. (rock rock on)

My son Raiden (rock rock rock rock on)

My wife Shawntay (rock rock rock on)

The Diaz family (rock rock rock on)

The Edo family (rock rock rock on)

DP One (rock rock rock on)

Turntable Annihilists (rock rock rock on)

DP-1 (rock rock rock on)

Turntable Annihilists rock rock rock on

— O.C.

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