Lyrics:
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Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
shakin jam from across the stars
So remember Epahngi
You do the same and that's on gang
Ha ha ha ha ha
I just be swerving the avenues
You been killin me
Well the street lights shine
Down on Blessing Avenue
Lovers they walk by
Holdin' hands two by two
A breeze crosses the porch
Bicycle spokes
dreams become true
On Vagabond Avenue
Mile after mile
Following no plan
Short of time it seems
Never staying for long
Drifting around
From one place
Life's great 208 gamble avenue
Up late eight days straight
I'm in malibu
Friends have love
No hate no attitude
Since then i have
Not found gratitude
no wrong
A gentle breeze blew down Fifth Avenue
Out of a darkened side street came
a New Jersey gang with just one aim
to roll some innocent passer-by
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
the way I ride
While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige
See I damn near cried day Rick James died
See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep
What's ya life like?
I be steady reminiscing
In the night time
So when the day comes
Knowing that I might die
Brother I'ma stand tall
Never called
him, it's all political now
I think big when, I spit at you now
Between my dog and the figures, the four gonna get'cha
Between life and death, they
on these old hands
There isn't dirt on my old boots
I've been going all of my life
And I think it's time I get things right
I pray to God that freedom reigns
can even time me[03:28.45]One second flat to react to this irony[03:31.11]Never turn my back, yo I always keep my eye on it[03:33.73]My life is not
young lady, crying, but no one helps her out
An old man drinking, tormented by his problems, in the corner of his mind
No rest is need, pills and coffees
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
Rest in peace Bigz, that's a gee that I would stand by
Gang life, southern side, punked who couldn't act right
Had million dollar plan and that's to get
they nose (Yeah)
I sleep on a beach off the avenue (The avenue)
I came to your city with revenue (Miami)
I put in work, it was evident (It was)
I slide
for the revenue (Shoutout)
I run up this shit on my avenue
Stop all that faking you gotta prove it
I do not act but my life Is a movie (Movie)
I drop
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
the tombs
While living his life within his wounds
He distanced himself from all his friends
Even his sisters and brothers
And as time it went by, he
ain't ever gonna break me, I will always persevere
Life is really feeling deeper in the southern hemisphere
I been on the low, and that's just feeling
all cooking in crockpot it's tendering
Been nerving to press on the kid yeah true really it is what it is nah
I've moved out the fifth with the avenue
I'm worth millions
And your white folks mad cause
I'm sellin' to your childrens
By the ounce and by the key
They don't wanna be like Mike
They wanna be
If I should meet you on the avenue
Would you take the time for a word or two
Or just walk on by pretending we are strangers
On a summer Sunday
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