Lyrics:
Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
Never played by the rules I never really cared
My nasty
spent most of the day spare-changing on the avenue
I started out infront of the Med
but everyone kept saying I looked too young and healthy
so I went
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of
Groovin', down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots of things
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
what you like
Baby, I'm by your side, now let's fuck all night
Porsche truck speedin' down the avenue
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, right past you (skrr)
I
Cause I only have eyes for you
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But
door deal come to me real
Life is so short and life is so sweet
I nah go mek dem draw me out
Trod by me self caah me nuh inna no group
Got
In the heart of holy see
In the home of Christianity
The seat of power is in danger
There's a foe of a thousand swords
They've been abandoned by
was after you
Know the Trademark come first
Who was after you?
Young nigga still posted on the avenue
Tell me what you'd rather do
I was servin' rabbit
She's a killa
Catch her if you can, she's on her way
Residin' up in New York City, Park Avenue
You know she paid
(yah, yah)
Untouchable, shawty
A pair of high heeled blues
Waiting just for me
The lights are red and the money's blue
She lives down by the railroad avenue
And the same old dance
(Hm)
It's PANIA, ohh
All they see is fast life 'cause I'm doing all this promo
You think know my lifestyle, don't judge by the photo
I'ma do me
on Lake Avenue
It's a piece of cake if you know what to do
You've got to lose a few
'Til the stakes get high
When the odds are right you just blow by
Home, home sweet home live, laugh, love
These are some things written by the phone
On the wall of this home
Located on nowhere avenue
Don’t
ain't sayin' its no type but you hear the exhaustion
Fuck what you heard, I'm surrounded by bosses
Got sticks and the clips, so you better be cautious
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