Artist: C-Block
Album:  General Population
Song:   Looking to the Sky
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

[Chorus:Goldie]
I'm looking to the sky, looking to the sky (I'm looking to the sky) [x4]

[Red Dogg]
CBK sliding with th gangsta lead
I'm jonzin for the mic so call me Rap friend
I'm clean like a new coupe, sitting on chrome so either drop bomb Rap on
So take your punk ass back home
'cause shady Rap's like a raggady car
It ain't up to par you can't ride too far
Now R.E.D is droppin real as can be
And I'm only loving God & my block family

[Mr.P]
I'm coming off in the 9' series
So sucka's wanna hear me the layed back track's
One time so they can fear me C.B.K
On the tone of another level I'm digging
Deep in the dirt so I bring my shavel
Cause I'm setting then up as I kick my stuff
Buffed up lyric's on the top of the charts
They make me bust not enough funky stuff
In the cut I want my piece, make them slide to the east
As the pain decease

[Bridge:Goldie]
My pain is steady running through my brain, while the evils of this world keep callin out my name
Now I'm down on my knees, as a tear drops my eye
For the homie's who ain't livin, as I look to the sky

[Chorus]

[Red Dogg]
I'm C-Blockin chin checkin
Fake nucka wreckin cus Reds on top
So picture me in that direction, rollin
Foldin G's now my pockets, swollen
If the sun catch you creepin, on my back door, I'm holdin
I'm handlin my bid-ness did my time now I'm in this Rap game, like a burnin flame
Won't stop til I win this, you can call me lucky
Dem bitches tried to buck me
Livin life on a wire, till the power struck me

[Mr.P]
Break it down, now as I funk shot up
Mr.P strivin hard to make you shake your rump
Bust the mode, we check down low, we give control
The Hip Hop the Hop Hip's the Hit's & the soul, Yo! So check out the flavor
That I gotta release, check the heat
From the beats that come of the street
Now you know that we come from a distance
Now we locked & now we coped
And now we twisted

[Bridge / Chorus]

[Bridge / Chorus]