Lyrics:
blasting in the skies
Like 4th of July
Attracting what you put out
Words
Will magnetize
Put your money where your mouth is
Blind by dollar signs
and a bow tie (facts)
Light them boys block up, like the 4th of July (brrah)
They got caught lackin', the whole world wanna know why
Went out to eat
Nostalgia is catching lightning bugs
The gloomy by and by
Smoke floats above the bay on the 4th of July
Cool it with your own mythology
So
murder like the 4th of July
the 4th grade
New world order just completed
The fourth stage
But before I ever surrender to the law
I'll turn this shit into Haiti in 1794
We in
December the 4th
Shit
"So we say and we always said as The Black Panther Party
That they can do anything they want to to us
We might not be back, I
Remember my orange and black race car with them ?? nigga
I remember everything
I remember [3x]
I Remember nigga
[After the 4th time add]
Like it was
a life will ya?
Rene: okay...
I'm a barbie girl,
In the barbie world,
Life in plastic,
It's fantastic,
You can brush my hair,
Undress me everywhere,
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
as a scone
Boom on these niggas
Jiggaboo Jones
Know im the shit when i get in my zone
Bitch i move quick and im slicker than chrome
My momma told me go hard
Yo
Enfamous, Enfamous Avenue
Enfamous Avenue Enfamous Avenue where do you go?
I'm at a war with my self, self
Ay, lately my mind is so out
Around my wayyyyy
(Ok this ya boy Jones aka Capo Status)
Around my wayyyyy
(I'm about to take you through
My way you know the
Projects and all that,
(Today my friend, just like yesterday
The struggle in the barrio doesn't change
Our children are the ones to grow up
By the law of the street
Living
name from Brown to Jones,
And mine from Brown to blue.
I couldn't keep my tears from falling,
On the courtroom floor,
By law, they took away my rights,
Here I am, strolling down Atlantic Avenue
With the sunlight in my eyes
Here I am, and there's nothing I would rather do
When I want some peace
strokes.
I made a lot of money,
That got stolen by my folks!
Now I'm broke, and I'm the butt of everyone's jokes!
But I'm here, the superintendent
On Avenue
Sirens ring shots ring out
Stranger cries, screams out loud
I had my world strapped against my back
I held my hands and never knew how to act
avenues
Dawn on a half darkened street
A child's footsteps repeat
And something there turns them
Down those lawless avenues
Silent Joe went down so bad
He
The world finna know Mike Jones mann
Mike Jones! (Mike Jones)
Swishahouse! (Swishahouse)
Come here Watts (Come here Watts)
[Chorus: x2]
Purple
Strokes
I made a lotta money that got stolen by my folks!
Now I'm broke and I'm the butt of everyone's jokes
But I'm here the superintendent! On Avenue Q
U couldn’t stifle my mojo
Things ain’t always what they seem
Trapped in here on my lonesome
Is this world a prison dream?
I know a change will come
world
I'm all alone without you
Yeah, you, yeah you
That broke my heart
And left me all sad and alone
No one, no one's
Looking at you
Cause they looking
The world finna know Mike Jones mann
Mike Jones! (Mike Jones)
Swishahouse! (Swishahouse)
Come here Watts (Come here Watts)
[Chorus: x2]
Purple
on a cold drink
Movie and a picnic
With you
I just wanna have my feet up
Lyin' on a hammock
Ain't no one dramatic
Ooh paradise avenue yeah
Now I'm stuck in
.JPG/300px-2brothersonthe4thfloor_(cropped).JPG "2 Brothers on the 4th Floor")
Discuss these my world by 4th avenue jones Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In