Released: April 1, 1986

Songwriter: Donnie Wahlberg

Producer: Maurice Starr

[Verse 1]
We know you’ve heard this beat many, many times
But we bet you’ve never heard it with such a vicious rhyme
A rhyme with class and plenty of clout
To show all you sucker M.C.’s what it’s about
We hear the same stories everywhere we go
Hey, it’s Nynuk who stole the show
So for all you party people
Who are in a state of shock
We’re the New Kids on the Block!

[Verse 2]
Chillin’ on the corner the first day we arrived
From the looks of the hoods, we didn’t think we’d survive
Second day, we were there, we were walking down the street
With a rhyme in mind and a funky beat
But when we turned into the alley, to our surprise
We saw a bunch of hoods right before our eyes
They looked us up and down once, twice and again
There must have been a hundred, to a hundred and ten
So, I looked over my shoulder, right at my friend
He said, “Nice knowing you” but this is the end
So we battened down the hatches and prepared to fight
Then all of a sudden, I seen the light
The time was right, the time to rock
‘Cause everybody knows
We’re the New Kids on the Block!

[Verse 3]
We’re also devistating when we’re on stage
The fans start screaming and yelling with rage
With mic’s in hand and rhymes with clout
So watch it sucker M.C.’s or we’re gonna turn you out
We never talk trash, ur rhymes are clean
Our rhymes are never vague and we say nothing obscene
So any sucker M.C.’s who wanna battle us
Can you go at least 20 lines without a cuss?
‘Cause once we start to jam, you’ll be in a state of shock
Clear the way party people
We’re the New Kids on the Block!

[Verse 4]
Move it, sucker M.C.’s or you’re gonna feel the wrath
So don’t get caught up in the aftermath
‘Cause we’re the funky M.C.’s of the hip hop craze
Our rhymes are done by law and are sure to amaze
With a DJ cutting records, steady cross bass
We’ll leave all you party people stuck in a daze
I say we’re fresh, new and you know it’s true
So let me introduce you to the rest of the crew

[Verse 5]
J, he’s fresh
He’s the master of mix
There ain’t no rhyme that he can’t fix
Spinster’s next, he’s the king of the spin
And if you wanna battle, you ain’t gonna win
Then there’s Popeye but we call him Joey
The kid’s so fresh, that you’ll never be bored
Next is Jon, whose word is true
But the party people know him as the runner GQ
I’m Dexter P, the wizard of word
I’m the greatest M.C. that you’ve ever heard
And now that you know we’re a gang
And you know we don’t play
We’re the New Kids on the Block
And we’re here to stay
Aah, rock!