Lyrics:
the avenue
Doin' what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why
Too much, too many
usually started things off by asking about the avant-garde.
Â?? So, what's so good about new? they'd ask.
â?? Well, new isâ?¦ interesting.
â?? And what
make it any kind of way
Seen to many talents go to waste you standing in the presence of the greats
You could stop me i get to preaching
Voice
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say and where you step more carefully
If I fall in the field and ain't no more air for me
Pour some on the ground
chances
There's life after a bid
I protect me best
Ain't asking can I live
This blue on black crime
Got the world crying
But white on black crime
Is what's
a different universe
My voice cuts through the mix, it's done by design
Compression hitting hard, so I can dig into your mind
These tracks are for one race,
and kidnap, we wanted by the big boys
Man I was born in this world of sin
I played the cards I was given, ain't got a quarter so I'm stuck in it
Ghetto livin'
It was difficult to navigate the world as a homeless teenager. My father was right. It was hard. And the world was tough. I think about this time in
ring
That was housed by the building
Where Malcolm X was slain
I spring train in the winter
Round early December
Run suicide drills over and over
Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's
is our world, our streets, our war
Our lives, this is what we fight for
Our choice, we're the voice of the globe
Turn up the volume so everybody
laugh at yer look
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something
to pop me, to even try to stop me from grinding
I'm leaving you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
we die for the closure
I mean
It's us against the world (uh-huh)
Us against the ghetto (nah)
Us against the police
Us against this hell (hole)
the closet"
But he's made his choice
So, she bursts in saying "What kind of person would cheat on his pregnant girlfriend?"
Jason, saying "What the fuck,
Yeah, ye, spit my gum out right now, haha
What up world? Got my insperation in the studio with me, right?...feelin' good
Got a lot to smile about,
faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel my energy
Making em' remember me
The world is full of synergy
Prayers for my boy Demar
but la La La Lord what’s going on beyond the skyscrapers, what kind of world is beyond my neighborhood, will it break us, like this, it must be
I go follow you wherever you go
I go dey with you through the highs and the lows
Even if I carry enter ghetto
You go dey with me I know, me I know
for coming in so what's
The story behind all
Of a sudden we're seeing you in front of
Us? Because you haven't done a
Whole lot of these
Kinds
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind
So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find
That we revolutionize over
That's the price you gotta pay
Take away by signs of whips
I'mma just plain old me at the end of the day
You can say what you choose
God gonna see me
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