
Date of issue: 01.09.1997
Song language: English
Avenues |
Oh no, oh no Say, we gonna rock down through electric avenue |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
Say, we gonna rock down through the brooklyn avenues |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
Oh no, oh no Yeah, yo, slick like Rick James when I hit |
Superfreak chicks, I don’t miss |
Mix wit yo nose, my flows make you sick |
Two chicks for me, none for you like Twix |
Play with niggaz head like Clef’s guitar picks |
Went from bottom pits to makin hits and |
hollow tips and shootin lips (right) |
Handle my business, make sure it sits |
Ride throught the tunnels, fuck the guest lists |
Light up the block with roman candlesticks |
Known to blow shows with pyrotechnics |
Rappin bout yo’whips while yo’cat demands hits |
Buyin shorty gifts with checks from American Express |
Your record sound like a demo that was not yet mixed |
Your whole style’s broke and it should be fixed |
Time’s 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’ll take it higher (higher) |
Say, we gonna rock down throught the brooklyn avenues |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
Oh no, oh no |
I dedicate this to my peeps who roam the streets |
God bless they souls, may they rest in peace |
There are those who finance and those who choose to lease |
Whatever suits you better on the terms of your leash |
Different strokes for different folks |
God, I refuse to going back to being broke |
Lord he got struck wit lightnin, he got hit hard |
Faces 20 to life maximum, his whole life is scarred |
The preacher’s son and I came off the Santa Maria |
Ten cases of malt I caught the diarrhea |
Load the ReFugees on the aircraft carrier |
Some say Dirty Cash, we never heard of ya |
(You don’t know me? You don’t know me?) |
Say, we gonna rock down through electric avenue |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
Say, we gonna rock down through the brooklyn avenues |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
Oh no, oh no |
(alright, alright) |
Watch yo back, watch yo side, swimmin wit sharks |
String you like a harp while they playin Mozart |
No credentials, get nowhere like ozlo |
Sent back to frisco, like the regal begal |
Suave like Rico, on fire like pyro |
Frantic like skitzo, rougher than Brillo |
He caught the wrap like Donnie Brascoe |
Out in the streets there is violence |
Down in Brooklyn there is violence |
down there in Queens there is violence |
And there’s a lot of work to be done (Lord) |
Down in the ghetto there’s violence |
Out in L.A. there is violence |
In Miami there is violence |
And there’s a lot of work to be done (Lord) |
Say, we gonna rock down through refugee avenue |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
Say, we gonna rock down through haiti avenue |
And then we’ll take it higher (higher) |
(ReFugee all stars, yeah, yeah) |