[Verse 1]
  Yo, yo forget the club
  Today we play in the block
  It's goin' down and it's blazzin' hot
  Jeff pop the new CD turn tables joints
  You just got to get the amps from Boogie
  Get the van from Rock and then
  Call up Ishcabibble's, Jim's and Pat's
  And tell 'em we need cheese steaks for like, 300 cats
  And yo, make sure it's hot or else I'm sendin' 'em back
  And get my mic right
  If I get hyped, I might rap
  Then take the speakers find a good spot
  Subs on the bottom, tweeters up top
  Yo, you know where little John lives on the corner
  The extension cord'll run perfectly to his crib
  And then tell Officer Mike to barricade the block
  Regardless what car you got, leave it up top
  You wanna come, you got to come on your feet
  Ain't nothin' like havin' a party
  When it's out in the street, come on
    [Chorus- Tra-Knox]
  Nine o'clock I'ma call my crew
  And ten o'clock we gonna roll on through
  I don't know what you gon do
  But whatever you do, hit the block party tonight
    All the ladies rollin' up with friends
  And don't be late or you wont get in
  Our party's packed from begining to end
  Everybody tell a friend that the block party's tonight
    [Verse 2]
  It's ain't nothin' like
  Havin' a party on the block
  When everybody know everybody on the block
  And everybody on the block
  Come to the party on the block
  And when the sun drop, (we don't stop)
  Funny how fast they travel the word
  A dozen divas from North Philly drove in when they heard
  That it's a block party down in West Philly
  Come block party with Jeff and Big Willy
  Stand back, everybody come to see the man rap
  Jeff got it... jam packed
  Everybody, hands in the air
  (Just get your hands in the air!)
  Yo Philly! (dat's where the party's at!)
  Uuh, D.C. y'all! (dat's where the party's at!)
  A-T-L (dat's where the party's at!)
  West side! (dat's where the party's at!)
  Mid-west y'all (dat's where the party's at!)
  Dirty South now (dat's where the party's at!)
  Yo, I can't hear y'all! (dat's where the party's at!)
  Where ever we at! (dat's where the party's at!)
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
  Yo, yo and when the sun drop
  Back in Philly that don't mean that the fun stop
  All it mean is that it's time to turn the lights on
  All day long I been plottin' on this nice john
  It's ten o'clock now Jeff is tryin' to hype me
  Will the Fresh Prince come up to the mic please?
  Hear the crowd cheer, broguht a little smile out
  Mic check, one, two- I'm 'bout to wild out
  I know he's old, but
  Mabye it's a slight chance
  I could get my brother hype
  Make him break dance- ha, maybe not
  Lemme get the crowd jumpin'
  Let me him 'em with the brand new funk or somethin'
  I'm like Rob Base- I wanna rock right now
  Y'all know who run the block right now
  All we need is a mic and a beat
  And a couple of speakers
  And some turn tables out in the street, come on!
    [Chorus]