The Ave

Lyrics

These are the words that I wrote so I hope that ya don't man
 I'll never joke about the coke that you're smok-in
 Understand you're fuckin up, fuckin up the block
 Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit stops
 What's the meaning of this? I must be dreaming
 Everybody's?? when I see men dealing
 for a rhyme or rope, or a dime of coke
 Sometimes I rhyme when I'm crying broke
 Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws
 A few months ago I had to "Pause"
 During that time, me and my man
 was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands
 A beef broke out, at Soul Kitchen spot
 It was crazy Baby Pop, someone got shot
 I seen him drop - then came the cops
 Sayin, "Nobody run - everybody stop"
 I wanted to run, cause I was carryin my gun
 Darryl Mack packin mine, strapped with my nine
 Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop said
 Everyone complied, except Bald Dread, he said,
 "Blood claat boi me nah hafa deal wit dat
 Yo I'm a superstar for de world dem call 'im Darryl Mack"
 I turned around and said, "Word up cop!"
 He said, "D.M.C., take your ass down the block"
 If it happened to him, it could happen to you
 cause that's what's happenin on The Avenue
 when I. "uhh, uhh uhh, uhh. uhh."
 "Na-na-na-na-na! The Ave."
 Now on The Ave. (what?) people steal and they dealin away
 I got the feelin the illin will never ever pay
 Cause on the street, you're never in the fast lane
 You go to jail or get a bullet in your brain
 People laugh and smile at a stick-up
 A young man in a rut, shakin a big cup
 People pass his ass and say, "Tough luck"
 To waste time for a dime is cold fucked up
 A loud shot in the air - not rare
 A brother fell to the ground, nobody cares
 You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh
 Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on The Ave.
 ... AUUUGH!
 Away from The Ave. they have what's called the backstreets
 Another world of girls that crawl the backseats
 Systems that are kickin, sinkin many black beats
 (This and that goin on??? street)
 I remember the time there was a jam in?????, the music, no?? til after dark
 That's when the shit starts happening
 (Brother from The Ave. this and that again)
 Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar
 Find the rules by the basketball court in the park
 And the? by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
 The crowd crowds around like they found Noah's Ark
 The young, hung, and swung on a swing
 Glidin and slidin and ride the ding-a-ling
 I didn't see a kid by the see, so he saw
 (Near the monkey bars, funky cars we adore)
 I'm throwin fate to the gate????
 (And my man from Japan got vicked for sure)
 Do me a favor when you roll with your crew
 You gotta check out, check out, The Avenue

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Duration
04:01
Key
7
Tempo
95 BPM

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