Lyrics:
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
Come thru my avenue
That's where we vibe with the crew
I don't care, what time
Cause we stayin up all night
Brand new, my attitude
These nights got
You can find me tethered to the stars
Swinging back and forth like a pendulum
Drafted by the ethereal vanguard
But I'm also down the hall in
In times like these, man you get by however you can
Shell shocked, you lock and load and try to soldier on
In times like these, man You get by
the balance
From a history of violence
Giving you an avenue
Express yourself
Making you less reliant
On a history of violence
Bad man come in inna di broad
By the garbage cans the sits
In her hands she holds a plastic bag
She borrowed from the supermarket
Her eyes starring holes into the night
Open
a steamroller, I'm bulldozing avenues
Run to your hood, just know I'll come after you
Kidnap and capture you
Got him that morning, he died by the afternoon
His
I get it
Let me take you out to Malibu
We'll go shopping down the avenue
I can show yo' ass a thing or two
Once we make it out to Malibu
Let me take
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
to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
beyond belief
Our lenses fogged up with pixie dust
Concentrating on the magic and look what happens
When you do
Fascinated by the fast but missing all
me nakeds, layin' in a tub (in a tub)
She wanna get fucked by a fly ass Blood (well)
Y'all niggas be actin' too tough (yeah)
I come through
And it signified, by single file
Through the avenues, over the concrete it grows
Where the patience lives and my hopes reside
And my worried mind,
(Get freaky)
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way shes windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so freaky
What did you dream about when you woke up on the bus
Covered in chills, crushed by people
Among your fellow passengers wrapped in nerves
Their eyes
to hold you by my side
While I'm thinking of the times
Always wonder I bothered
Just to wait it out
Calm me down
Staying out
All night
Stuck inside my
I've been through different avenues
Latitude and longitudes
Followed my heart for truth pursued
It's given me strength and gratitude
It's opened my
on the block that nigga coolin
Aiming the radio out the window steady grooving
Tip by the corner store wit the indo steady movin
Niggas who flippin new 98's
they still clockin
Ready rockin hit the avenue and get it poppin
Plus anywhere i go i got that wack a flocka
Plocka placka now that’s what i
Call a show
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
they prefer.
I saw Ruth atop a dun Clydesdale
in a pilgrim's caravan
queueing at the toll-house now and
then revealed by a sheet of lightning,
my heart
I said that's my girl, with the mean attitude
Take you down to the avenue
I said that's my girl, with the mean attitude
Oh baby oh what it do
Okay I
But now I'm sitting here without you
You said we'd walk down every avenue
But now I'm wishing I had never met you
You promised starlight under the moon
the freaky bitches
Fuck 'em all day and fuck 'em all night
We don't love these hoes
(I want a remix again, I think I want a remix again)
(Bad Boy, 98)
You
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