Lyrics:
Telling the same ass-tale
By the time I get to you
I'll be too tired to...
[Chorus]
Soak up some lazy days
No one can rain on our parade
Standing
on the avenue
By Radio City with a
Transistor and a large
Sum of money to spend
You fellah, you tearin' up the street
You wear that white tuxedo
How
vibratin' cause my bullet keep comin' out
Puttin' in work a nigga said by jar
While I'm trippin' and sendin' Slobs to the morgue (ahaha)
Elm Street
Just got
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
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
I crawled for miles, slit open by a trail of thorns.
I prowled, I prowled for vapid avenue.
Slurring every word I wished I said.
Stranded,
Without you by my side
And then I
Drank some more to make me feel alright
Didn't see me there on my own
Maybe you did see me
But you just walked back
Write a long letter to you
From a tree-lined avenue
And send it by the federal mail
Make enough coffee for two
Check for spelling mistakes when
And looking down the avenue
You said there's only one cure for that ringing I hear
You were talking so close I could see and feel your breath
You smiled
tired of gettin’ by retire by 35
아직은 젊은 나이 하지만 멀리 봐
내가 원하는 삶을 위해 차근차근 더 걸어
내가 원하는 삶을 위해 더 많이 난 벌어
sooner than later but whatever better late then never
급한
all day)
The Mistahs Mistahs (walkin thru ur cell block) Tha Mistahs Mistahs (fuck around and get shot)
I had started down the avenue of death
Into the night on heels I stumble
Like a star about to shoot
Catch me down the avenue like
A dandy lion parachute
Release the hounds, chase my tail
Well monday morning had me down
by tuesday evening i’d come around
Friday found me singing on the stage
well i don’t mind working late
it keeps
Chelsea Ann
You got married right to the wrong man
And now that you're a divorcée
I'm pretty sure we all ought to be that way
On Fairleigh Avenue
We'll
When I was nine
Michael and I
Entered a talent show
Down at the Y
9 AM, went to rehearse by some stairs
Mike couldn't sing
But I said "No one
even if I'm noddin'
Tony Montana by the restaurant and tell the truth that I was lying B
Central Business District nig'let
Central Business District
Wouldn't be recognized by their own mothers!
But they'll admit I exist
When I become vice-president!
That won't work
We've been through all of this before
weren't that guy
When you were mine
When you were mine
By the Ritz, seem made to measure
I'm shook but you look good together
I had my hesitation
Like an old abandoned car
She parked it down on a lonely avenue
She forgot about it 'til the day
She laid her eyes on you
And her heart said fire
would leave me incomplete
Though every soul would hold my name in honor
And truest love was always by my side
My praises sung by grateful sons
I was in love with the block, call it the avenue Jones
Through the village we just happened to roam
Knuckleheads, bad to the bone
And every single
I woke up weak today and needing your voice
Crawled into the speakers and turned up the volume
Felt so sick today but cured by your noise
My head
I stand by a busy street
Motion passes by
She walks across from me
Starlight in her eyes
A simple phrase
The perfect line
I meet her gaze
She
yesterday,
Down at Lincoln Junior High.
I remember what the kids used to say,
As we'd go strolling by.
[Chorus]
Time goes rolling by.
They say that
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