Avenues (feat. Pras with Ky-Mani)

Ohh no! Ohh no!
 Say, we gonna rock down through, Electric Avenue
 And then we'll take it higher
 Say, we gonna rock down through, the Brooklyn Avenues
 And then we'll take it higher!
 Ohh no! Ohh no
 Yo, yo
 Slick like Rick Rick James when I hit (hit)
 Superfreak chicks, who I don't miss (yo I don't miss)
 Fix for your nose, my flows make you sick (uh-huh)
 Two chicks for me, none for you like Twix
 Play with niggas head like 'Clef guitar picks
 Went from, bottom pits to, making hits, and
 Hollow-tips then, shooting lips (right)
 Handle our business make sure it sits
 Ride through the tunnels (crusin by) fuck the guestlists
 Light up your block with roman candlesticks
 Known to blow shows with pyrotechnics (right)
 Rappin bout your whips while you catchin transits
 Buyin shorty gifts, with checks from WIC
 Your record sound like a demo that was yet not mixed
 (shit ain't mixed yet)
 Your whole style broke and it should be fixed (uh-huh)
 Time runnin out as my Rolex ticks
 Don't get caught on the Ave, it's too Electric...
 Say, we gonna rock down through, Electric Avenue
 And then we take it higher (c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
 Say, we gonna rock down through, the Brooklyn Avenues (Flatbush too)
 And then we'll take it higher!
 Ohh no! Ohh no!
 I dedicate this to my peeps who're on the streets
 God bless they soul, may they rest in peace
 There's those who finance and those who choose to lease
 Whatever suits you weather on the turn of your leafs
 Different strokes for different folks God
 I refuse to going back and being broke Lord
 He got struck with lightning, he got hit hard
 Face this twenty life to maximum, his whole life is scarred
 The Preacher's Son and I came off the Santa Maria
 Ten cases of Malta, caught the diarrhea
 Load the ReFugees on the aircraft carrier
 Some say Dirty Cash (Dirty Cash) we never heard of ya
 You don't know me? (Yeah yeah)
 Say, we gonna rock down through Electric Avenue (c'mon)
 And then we'll take it higher (c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)
 Say, we gonna rock down through the Brooklyn Avenues (Flatbush too)
 And then we'll take it higher! (c'mon man)
 Ohh no! Ohh no! (yeah, alright)
 Watch your back watch your side, swimmin with shark
 String you like a harp while they playin Mozart
 No credential, get nowhere like Oslo
 Stand back to Frisco, at the Rico Beagle
 Suave like Rico, on fire like pyro
 Frantic like a skitzo, rougher than Brillo
 He caught the rap like Donnie Brascoe
 Out in the street there is violence (yeah, uhh)
 Down in Brooklyn there is violence (Flatbush too)
 Down dere in Queens there is violence (QBC)
 And there's a lot of work to be done, Lord
 Down in the ghetto there violence (out in the streets)
 Out in L.A. there is violence (Compton)
 In Miami there is violence (Miami Vice, yeah)
 And there's a lot of work to be done, Lord (yo, c'mon, yo)
 We gonna rock down through, ReFugee Avenue (rock to, uh-huh)
 And then we take it higher! (c'mon)
 Say, we gonna rock down through, Haiti Avenue (Port-Au-Prince)
 And then we take it higher!
 Haha, yeah, yo, yo, c'mon
 ReFugee All-Stars, yeah yeah