the Avenue You cant read the signs in front of you Standing on the avenue Stranded here without a clue Will we stop and turn back from the avenue
on the Avenue You cant read the signs in front of you Standing on the avenue Stranded here without a clue Will we stop and turn back from the avenue
Now you're him, out is in, who has time to live in sorrow Umbrellas are chapel ceilings in chrome And I dig the nylon blue lining your avenue I'm not
him lick him, another victim of a "bust and ditch 'em" Why must you suffer this when really love, what's the mission? Because you still live in your daddy
up fast You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked but what they asked baby wasn't right You didn't have to live that life, I was gonna
palabra All the way 'til the end Baby doll you've got yourself a friend All you need to know is you've got a friend We've been living life right 'til the end
: Y'all want to live my life Y'all just can't live my life Y'all want to live my life Y'all just ain't fit to live my life [Verse 1] Since a youngin
Where you at I?m right off cascade or Ralph David Avenue And I shall proceed or continue to keep my roots nappy Cause afro and all ceasers they keep me warm Some living
Hey, hey, hey, hey Fourteen miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain The landlord living inside my head I paid my rent till the
famous if she did him Suck him, lick him, another victim of a bust and ditch 'em Why must you suffer this when really love, what's the mission? Because you still live
fit in, punk It's what life is all about Did that get him, did that get it? (Yeah, you got him) Wait, it's the end? (Bitch-ass nigga) You like that
up fast You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked But what they asked baby wasn't right you didn't have to live that life I was gonna
spinnin' like Dark Bacardi, this BAC is 2.3 Now the liver's damaged, but his lungs are joint free So inhale, exhale, breathe and get well Kick somethin' live
fuckin these broads, cause I'm flashy as fuck Five live-in maids, my crib nasty as fuck Fi-Five live-in maids, my crib nasty as fuck Fi-Five live-in maids
law of the street Living between hugs and blows) Down on a half darkened street Fathers' and sons' lives repeat And something there turns them Down those lawless avenues
in his jungle, where he lived his life Where the law of the land, it was a gun and a knife Late one night, down on the avenue That's where brother Jake
a animal/ My guradians was avenues/ My Lord be my shepherd, but I swarms for collatoral/ Who can I trust? Where can I turn? When will it all end? I'm
Now you're him, out is in Who has time to live in sorrow Umbrella's are chapel ceilings in chrome And I dig the nylon blue lining your avenue I'm not